Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“Hi, Wyatt,”
“Layla?”
“So, you do remember me,” she said and waltzed into my room. I close the door behind her and just looked at her.
“What are you doing here?”
“Well,” she said and casually sat on my bed crossing her legs, “I was thinking, since you’ve been under a lot of stress lately, I could help you relieve some of it,” “Layla, we’ve been through this, that was a one-time thing,”
“Come on, Wyatt. I’m unmated, you’re unmated, we’re both lonely, and we both know that we can pleasure each other,” she said seductively. “So, what do you say?”
“Layla, that’s not a good idea, my sister would kill me,”
“She already knows we had s*x once, and she didn’t kill you for that time, why would this time be any different?” she replied and started to strut towards me. I had to admit, Layla wasn’t a bad looking she-wolf, even if our first time together I was drunk, I knew what I was doing when I took her to bed.
“Layla, we shouldn’t,” Blade was hounding me to push her away, and Kendrick’s words about not sleeping with anyone was playing in the back of my mind.
“Please, Wyatt,” she begged sweetly and started to rub my d**k in my sweats. “Oh, what’s this? It seems as if your body knows what it wants,” I couldn’t help the moan that came out of my mouth. I couldn’t even remember the last time I had s*x with someone, which was strange because I would have sworn that it wasn’t that long ago, but I couldn’t remember who it was with.
“Layla, stop,” I said to her, but she didn’t. She pulled down my sweats, got down on her knees, and started to s**k my d**k. I had to admit, it felt good, but it didn’t feel right. It almost felt…wrong.
Wyatt! Snap out of it!
Blade, what is wrong with you!?
She’s not our mate!
One blow-job can’t hurt.
SNAP OUT OF IT!!!!!
He practically roared in my head making me push Layla back.
“What’s wrong?” she asked a concern. I held my head from how loud Blade just snapped at me. He had never done that before. “Wyatt?” I stood against the wall holding myself up as my head kept ringing. Layla put her hands on me, to help me stay steady. “Get off,” I pushed her away.
“What?” something didn’t feel right. Blade was never that demanding, and it was almost threatening. Once my ears stopped ringing, I pulled my pants up and slid to the floor. “Wyatt!?”
“Shut up, Layla! I have a f*****g headache and I don’t need you adding to it,”
“What the hell is happening, this isn’t part of the plan,” I heard her mutter and I looked up at her. I wanted to ask what she meant by that when I heard screaming outside of my room. I stood up and opened the door and saw Kendrick and everyone running down the stairs screaming for Rylee to come back.
I shook off my delirium and followed after them, but by the time I made down to the bottom step, I felt a sudden emptiness inside of me. The loss of a pack member, and an important one. I looked around, and pups were screaming in confusion, women were crying, and men were holding their mates. Those that weren’t crying, screaming, or consoling someone, they were staring daggers at me. I ran out the front door and two of the guards were being held up by Jason and my dad. My sister, mom, and Milan were also crying holding each other, and Kendrick was on his knees bowing his head.
I was going to ask what just happened, and what pack member just left the territory when a breeze swept by carrying a faint and broken voice,
“I, Rylan Lee Duquesne, reject you Wyatt Valencia, as my mate,” As soon as the last word played itself, I felt the worst pain in my entire life ripped its way through my body. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t think, I couldn’t see, I couldn’t do anything. So, I did the only thing I could do,
“AHHHH!!!!!” I roared and fell to the ground. I was in the fetal position as the pain made its way through my body. It felt like a million knives were stabbing me over and over, but the worst pain came from my chest. The feeling of my heart beating a million miles an hour, and it suddenly shattering into a million pieces was out of this world. Blade was howling and practically yelping in pain.
She was my mate. Rylee really was my mate. She just rejected me, and the pain was nothing that I ever imagined it would be. It felt worse than wolfsbane being pumped into your system. Rylee, that beautiful blonde was my mate. Then it clicked, she’s the one who left. The Luna left her pack, and it was all my fault. But why couldn’t I remember her?
“Wyatt!!” I heard my name, but I couldn’t see who was talking to me. My vision was blurred with tears and blackened by the pain of Rylee leaving the pack…Leaving me. The pain was so excruciating, I started to have trouble breathing, and then next thing I knew, I was coughing up blood, and becoming more and more delirious.
“Quick, we need to get him to the hospital!” I heard someone shout, but not knowing who. The only person that I could think of was Rylee. My Rylee, my mate, my Luna, the girl I had no memory of. Why couldn’t I remember my own mate? I felt my world crumbling, and I wanted to be swallowed up into the depths of earth’s core. I hurt the one woman I was meant to love, all because I refused to believe that she was my mate, even though everyone was telling me she was.
I felt myself cough up more blood, as my body was being dragged somewhere. I never felt so useless, so worthless, and so ashamed. I hurt the Luna, I tried to kill her. I tried to kill my mate, my love, but yet, I can’t remember ever loving her. I felt my consciousness swaying, and I thought perhaps I was going to die from the rejection. It’s what I deserved after what I had done. Just as darkness was taking over, I heard one last faint voice in my head, before I fell into obliteration. “I love you, Wyatt.”
***Wyatt’s
P.O.V.***
I felt like my entire world was surrounded by darkness, and I couldn’t find any light to lead the way. I was stumbling and falling, and I had no idea where I was. I knew I was in some kind of forest, or the woods because everything I touched felt like a tree, and twigs and leaves were crunching beneath my feet. I kept walking forward, but it wasn’t of my choice, it was like something was almost guiding me.
After what felt like hours of walking, I saw a small light ahead. I wanted to go towards it, but my body wasn’t going in that direction, it was going in another. I was heading towards more darkness. I didn’t want to go in that direction, I wanted to go towards the light. I pushed my body in the direction towards the light, but it felt as if something was preventing me from going that way. I wasn’t going to give up, I needed to go towards the light, the light meant something good, didn’t it?
I willed my body, and finally, I was moving towards the light, and the closer I got, the brighter it became. I closed my eyes to keep myself from being blinded, and then I felt someone tugging on my eyelid,
“Alpha? Can you hear me?” I heard a voice. “He’s responsive, but I think he’s having trouble opening his eyes,” the voice said again.
“Well, he’s alive, now I can f*****g kill him for real!” someone shouted.
“Kendrick, stop it!” a woman shouted.
“Alpha, can you hear me?”
“Yes, f**k, what is that light?” I finally grumbled. The light was removed, and I finally saw people in front of me. “Mom? Dad?” “Oh, sweetheart, are you okay?”
“No, I feel like s**t,” I said and tried to get up.
“Not so fast, Alpha, your body is weakened, and you need to save your strength,” I looked to my right and saw Dr. Andrews.
“What happened to me?” I asked holding my hand to my head.
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