Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“No, I can’t. Every day he becomes more like Wyatt. The way he sleeps, the way he eats, his attitude, and his boyish charm. All of the female Omeg as that work in the castle just fall in love with him every time they see him. I am seriously afraid he’s going to be like Wyatt when it comes to sleeping with women,” I confessed to her.
“Eh, I doubt he will be as bad as Kendrick and Keaton were,” she replied.
“Goddess, I hope not. The last thing I need is for my son to deal with his own version of Layla … or Terrine,”
“Did you really have to go and say their names? I thought we agreed to never say their names ever again!” Melody snapped. Both of those names left a bitter taste in her mouth, and in all honesty, it did to mine as well.
“Sorry, we will just go with L and T then,”
“Better,” she scoffed at me, I rolled my eyes and smiled. We sat around as the kids continued playing together and watched in comfortable silence for a few minutes. “Rylee, I can see that you’re still bothered by this whole thing with the twins. Why don’t you leave Sam here and go to talk to them?”
“Are you sure?” I asked. “Yes, I’ll mind link Michelle to bring Nicholai and we can have a playdate and watch Sam for you.”
“Oh my gosh, you’re the best!” I squealed and hugged her. I gave Sam a quick kiss goodbye and went back down to the pack hospital to see if I could get more information from Lexie and Lanie.
***Wyatt’s P.O.V.***
“Wyatt, are you sure you want to call him?” Kendrick asked me. “What choice do I have, Ken? He’s the only person I know that works with this kind of stuff. I don’t know much about traffickers, let alone where to try and start looking for any,” I rebuff. “But you said so yourself that you two are estranged.”
“Be that as it may, he’s still a distant relative, and his pack is just as powerful as mine. Besides, he has connections that I don’t have.”
“Fine, if this blows up in our faces, it’s all on you,” he added as I waved him off and dialed the number to the last person I wanted to speak with.
“Hello?”
“Hey, it’s me, Wyatt.”
“Wyatt? Wyatt Valencia?”
“Yes, who else do you know named Wyatt?” I growled.
“I see your attitude hasn’t changed much little cousin.”
“Screw you, Dorian, I didn’t call for you to antagonize me.”
“I never expected you to call at all. At least not after what happened ten years ago.”
“Can we not talk about what happened in the past? Please? I need your help.”
“You? You need my help? Since when?”
“Since two unknown lone wolves literally fell into my territory.”
“What?” I quickly gave him the cliff notes version of the situation that I found myself in and why I needed his assistance. I hated asking Dorian Shaw for help, but he was the only person I could turn to when it came to something of this magnitude. I have never dealt with traffickers or hunters, but I know in his line of work with security he had his fair share of run-ins.
“Do you think you can help me or not?” I asked after I explained everything to him.
“That’s some crazy s**t man, and you’re sure they’re victims and not some spies?”
“My mate believes them and that’s enough reassurance for me.”
“Let me look into it. I can’t promise you an answer, but I’ll put out some feelers and see if any of my connections can figure out what’s going out in your area.”
“Thanks, I owe you.”
“Yes, you do, Wyatt. Yes, you do,” he said and hung up. I grunted in frustration knowing that he would contact me to make good on it.
“I’m guessing that he agreed to help, but for a price?” Kendrick said when he read my expression like a book.
“I swear to the moon goddess, if you weren’t mated to my sister and practically my in-law, I’d kill you,”
“No, you wouldn’t. Before I was Melody’s mate and your brother-in-law, I was your best friend,”
“Which is why I could get away with killing you, and no would suspect a thing,”
“Keep telling yourself that,” he gave a smug look. I kicked him out of my office and put him to work.
I wasn’t sure how long it would take for Dorian to get back to me so I figured the best I could do was keep a close eye on Lexie and Lanie once they were released. They’re not pack-members but guests, and they would be treated as such. I had to admit though, I was anxious to know more about where they came from, who was after them, and why.
***Unknown P.O.V.***
“YOU LOST THEM?” the boss screamed in my face. “HOW THE f**k COULD YOU LOSE THEM?”
“Sir, it was an accident. They got loose during the handoff when they both said they had to use the restroom. The guard turned his back and one knocked him across the head with a rock, then they bolted,” I explained.
“Do you realize how much money you just cost me? The buyer wants them, and he wants them now!”
“We know where they are; however, there is a small problem,”
“What’s that?”
“I researched the area we lost them and it turns out it belongs to a wolf pack,”
