Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“You sure you want to do this?” Wyatt asked him. The man shoved the gun up to Wyatt’s forehead and I heard it make a clicking sound. I licked my lips and pursed them together as Wyatt stabbed his food with the fork and put the container down. This guy chose the wrong couple to rob. .
***Wyatt’s
P.O.V.***
After thoroughly beating the s**t out of the moron who tried to carjack us, I tied him up, threw him into the bed of my truck, and drove his a*s down to the police station downtown. I obviously had to restrain myself, so I didn’t kill him with my werewolf strength. “Stay in the truck, I’ll be right back,” I told Rylee who only rolled her eyes at me in response. I dragged the doofus human through the front door and slammed him on top of the reception counter as he was screaming for help.
“Well, looks like someone is having a bad day,” an officer said to him. “Mr. Valencia, to what do we owe the pleasure?”
“This i***t tried to carjack my girlfriend and me at gunpoint.”
“Well, I would say he hit the jackpot; however, it appears he underestimated you.”
“You could say that again.”
“This guy is f*****g crazy! He ripped out my facial piercings and broke my hand!”
“Mr. Valencia, did you keep the piercings?” the officer asked.
“I put them in his pocket, along with the gun he used.”
“Perfect, we’ll bag and tag those into evidence,” the officer said with a smile. “Let me take this scum off your hands.”
“Are you serious?! This guy assaulted me!”
“Actually, he was simply exercising his right to self-defense. Let’s go.”
I smirked and left the station. When I got back to the truck, I could see that Rylee was disappointed. “Tink, talk to me,” I said when I closed the door and settled in.
“I’m fine. Let’s just go home, it’s an hour drive.” I was going to protest, but I knew better than to pressure her into talking when she was upset. The drive home was very uncomfortable, and I didn’t know what was wrong. I thought it was because of the gunman, but if we’re being honest here, I knew it was because of me.
By the time we got back to the territory and pulled up to the castle, Rylee didn’t even wait for me to shut off the car. She unlocked the door and got out without saying a word. She slammed the door and, thankfully, didn’t break the window this time. I knew then that I messed up royally with this date thing. All I wanted was to get us out of the castle and away from the drama before the Alpha’s meeting consumed most of my time for the next few days. But I guess my intentions weren’t in the right place. When I went through the front door of the castle, I was met with a slap to the back of the head.
“What the f**k?” I held my head and turned around to see my mother with an exasperated expression.
“You took your mate to eat take-out food in a styrofoam container inside of your truck at the park?” she asked in a mocking tone as she placed her hands on her hips.
“I guess she already told you.”
“Well of course she did! You asked me to watch Sam because you wanted to take Rylee out on a much-needed date, and I expected it to be something at least somewhat romantic. Like at an actual restaurant with waiters, fine dining, and wine!” she exclaimed and slapped my shoulder as hard as she could. I felt her disappointment, literally.
“I thought getting her out of the castle was …” Before I could even finish stating my defense, my mother slapped my shoulder again.
“Where did your father go wrong with you!? Since when have you seen your father take me to a dive restaurant for take-out food and then have me eat inside of his car!?” “Ow, geez, okay, mom, I’m sorry.”
“Do not apologize to me, Wyatt Valencia, you go apologize to your girlfriend who you’ve completely upset because she expected the same thing. You’re even more clueless than Kendrick.” Ouch. That was a low blow, even for my mother. I couldn’t even get a word out before she walked away while still cussing me out and shaking her head in disapproval. If there was anything I couldn’t stand, it was when I got compared to Kendrick. I rolled my eyes and made my way upstairs.
I got to our room, but when I opened the door Rylee wasn’t in there, so I followed her scent and it led me to her office where the door was ajar. I was about to go in but paused when I heard several voices. “What? He took you where?” I heard a few voices ask in unison.
“He took me to eat in his truck at the park with take-out food from Cornerstone Barrel,” Rylee answered. Her voice was filled with disappointment and annoyance and I knew that I definitely messed up big time. “The worst part? When I was trying to explain to him how shitty this so-called date was, we were held at gunpoint by a crazy human trying to rob us!”
“WHAT!?” I heard the voices all exclaim at once.
“My brother is such a f*****g i***t! You would think that after two years he would know what it means to be romantic and how to take you on a f*****g date!” Melody said.
“I don’t know if it’s because Victor has been in love before we ended up as mates, but even he takes me out on walks during the sunset and makes dinner for me at home,” I heard Dianna mention.
“If we’re being honest here, Wyatt has never been the romantic type,” said Milan. “I mean, seriously, since when has Wyatt ever taken a girl out on a date? Even when he wasn’t sleeping around and actually dated in the past. He never once was romantic with his girlfriends.”
“I thought it was because my brother didn’t care.”
“No, I think it’s because he literally has no idea how to be a boyfriend. The loving, caring, and romantic type. I mean, you remember what happened when Rylee first came here, when she was ready to mate and he just completely disregarded it because he was too busy playing video games.”
“Wait, what?” Dianna replied. I hung my head remembering that night.
“Huh? When was this? Was I home yet?” Melody asked.
“Oh s**t, you weren’t …” Milan answered and then proceeded to tell all of the girls about my idiocy. When she was done, my sister was practically screaming about how stupid I was, and Dianna was mocking me asking if I was even a man. I unknowingly growled and heard all of them gasp.
“WYATT!? ARE YOU EAVESDROPPING ON US!?!” I heard Rylee scream.
“It’s not eavesdropping when I can hear you girls from three doors away,” I replied smoothly as I came into her office. “Next time, make sure the door is closed and locked if you’re going to talk s**t behind my back girls.” “Dianna!” Rylee shouted at her.
“Oops.”
“Ladies, will you give Rylee and me some privacy, please.” They all got up and left, but not before each one gave me head shakes and judgmental looks. When the door closed, I turned back to face Rylee who had her arms crossed. “Seriously?” “What!?”
“The first thing you do when we get home is gossip?”
“Isn’t that what friends are for? Melody is my sister-in-law, Milan is one of my best friends, and Dianna is practically my illegitimate twin. If I can’t voice my frustrations to them, then who am I supposed to voice them to!?” “Uhh… Me! The person you’re having frustrations about.” When I said that she glared at me and just lifted an eyebrow. “What?”
“You really are clueless!” she shouted, and I was so lost at that point. “Wyatt, girls never express their frustrations about their mate, boyfriend, or husbands directly to them BEFORE expressing them to their female companions! I grew up in slavery and I still know what girl code is!”
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