Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“Not yet, it’s still too soon to tell,”
“I still can’t believe this whole time Ken put off mating was because he wanted to knock you up,” Milan said.
“It wasn’t him; it was his wolf and Tundra too. Tundra said that it was the moon goddess’ plan,” I replied.
“Rylee, I still can’t believe you knew but never said anything,” Milan said shoving her slightly.
“I promised Ajax I wouldn’t. Plus, it wasn’t my place to say anything,” she replied.
“Well, whatever, if it was the moon goddess plan, then it’s her plan, who am I to question that,” I say. We all head over to the dining room where Mr. and Mrs. Williams has prepared a barbeque lunch for us and Jason finally joined us.
“What is all this?” Rylee asked. Everyone at the table just looked at her.
“It’s barbeque,” Jason replied as he sat down next to Milan. She just looked at us quizzically.
“Rylee, you never cooked barbeque at Halfmoon?” I asked her.
“No, they never let me cook anything that required a fire, they were afraid I would burn down the packhouse,” we all just looked at her. Halfmoon was so full of s**t.
“Well, this here is brisket, those are pork ribs with Mrs. Williams’s famous sauce, that’s chicken, these are Italian sausages, and that’s turkey b****t,” Milan said pointing to each item.
“You know what the sides are right?” I asked her.
“Yes, those I have seen and made before,” she said with a smile. There was still so much to Rylee that we didn’t know, and so much that she didn’t know. I couldn’t even begin to imagine what it was like growing up in isolation and slavery. I honestly wondered how Halfmoon was doing without her. I knew that Andrea was friends with Emma Patterson is the former Alpha’s daughter.
I figured after lunch I would see if I could dig up some dirt on that pack. I know that Wyatt has been meaning to look into bringing down their pack for they did to Rylee’s family, and to her.
“Oh my gosh, this is so good!!” Rylee exclaimed breaking me from my thoughts. She had a piece of sausage in her mouth and was practically drooling while she kept chewing on it, and then moving onto some ribs. We all couldn’t help but laugh at her. This was probably the most excited we had ever seen her when it came to food.
Even though she’s been here a little less than two months already, Rylee still didn’t eat a lot at mealtimes. We don’t try to force her to eat since she told us she’s not used to eating large meals. Everyone knows that when you skip too many meals, your stomach contracts making it harder to consume large portions later. So, we just let her eat comfortably.
“Wyatt will be pleased to know that she’s eating more than normal,” Jason said, and we all nodded.
“I need to ask Mr. and Mrs. Williams how they made this,” she said and jumped out of her seat and ran straight to the kitchen. I looked at Jason and Milan and we all shook out heads. For some reason, Rylee was hell-bent on keeping her cooking skills up to date even though there was a high chance she would never have to use them.
***Wyatt’s P.O.V.***
The flight to Zaragoza was long and tiring, but overall completely uneventful. Kendrick and I went over the contract, timeline, and money and all that other business stuff that went into all of this.
“Alpha, Beta, prepare for landing,” the captain of our jet announced. We sat back with our seatbelts on and waited for landing. As soon as we felt the jet land and come to a stop, our flight attendant Philip opened the cabin door,
“Alpha, Beta, please enjoy and stay safe,” she said.
“Thank you, Philip,” I replied. Kendrick and I grabbed our bags and deplaned. As soon as I hit came down the stairs, there was already a limo waiting.
“Uh, did you order this for us?” Kendrick asked.
“No,” I replied looking at it in confusion. Just then, the driver came around and greeted us.
“Buenas tardes, Mi nombre es Jose,” (Good afternoon, my name is Jose). The driver took off his hat and bowed. He was a werewolf. “I have been sent here to pick you up se?or Valencia, se?or Nesloney,”
“Good afternoon,” I replied. “Exactly who were you sent by?”
“Forgive me, I was sent by Alpha R?bano,”
“I’m sorry, but who is that?” Kendrick asked. Jose looked at us in confusion.
“Pardon? Are you not here to go over designs for our new packhouse?”
“I’m sorry Jose, but I thought we would be working with an Eduardo Cabello,” I replied.
“Ah yes, Eduardo is the pack attorney in charge of the paperwork, but it is the Alpha whom you will be meeting with,” Kendrick and I made an O shape with our mouths and nodded. “Please, allow me to take your bags. Make yourselves comfortable, the drive will take about an hour,” Kendrick and I nodded and gave him our bags. We got into the limo and relaxed.
“Looks like this pack has some money to throw around,” Kendrick said.
“Ken, let me see those specs again,” Kendrick dug out the file and handed me the specs for the project. I looked them over. “Damn, this entire time I thought we were designing a new hotel for this pack, but it’s actually a ginormous packhouse,” “How big?” Kendrick asked.
“If I’m reading this correctly, they want at least 150 rooms,”
“What the f**k? That’s not a packhouse, that’s a f*****g castle. s**t, not even, our castle has less than half of that,”
“That’s the not it though, they want an Olympic size pool, gym, gymnasium with a basketball court and volleyball court, movie theatre, two masters sized kitchens, and bowling alley all on the first floor and basement,” Kendrick looked at me like I was an alien. He snatched the file out of my hand and read it over himself.
“Dude, this thing will take at least two years to finish,”
“Try three years,” I reply. I shook my head at how massive this project would actually turn out to be. I put my hands behind my head and sat back. Kendrick and I both ended up falling asleep for the hour long drive to this pack’s territory. I dreamt about Rylee, and her sweet body just writhing underneath me. Her screaming my name at the top of her lungs as I ravaged her sweet p***y making her c*m all over me. That quickie we had before I left was going to have to sustain me for the next nine days.
I hadn’t realized that the limo had even stopped until I heard the window open and Jose wake us up,
“se?or Valencia, se?or Nesloney,” I opened my eyes and looked at him, “We have arrived at the Ruise?or pack,”
“The what pack?” Kendrick asked.
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