Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“Go sit, and enjoy dearest, Ken and I will be right there,” I nodded and went to sit at a table. I took a bite of my ice cream and was in heaven. This had to be the most amazing thing that had ever touched my tongue. The strawberries added a slight sourness to it, which just made it that much better. After a few minutes, Wyatt and Kendrick sat down too.
“What did you get?” I asked them.
“Rocky road,” Kendrick said. “Want to taste?” I nodded and took a spoon full of his. I knew the ice cream was chocolate but couldn’t tell what the other stuff was.
“What’s this white puffy thing?”
“It’s called a marshmallow,” I put it in my mouth and just smiled. It was sweet and soft and just melted in my mouth. “The crunchy bits are almonds,” I just nodded my head and enjoyed the flavor.
“I always thought marshmallows were big,” I tell the guys.
“They come in different sizes and colors too,” Kendrick replied.
“What do you have Wyatt?”
“Birthday cake ice cream with pound cake, and sprinkles,” he said and pushed it over. I took a bite, and it tasted just like a birthday cake. I was surprised I even remembered what a birthday cake tasted like. The taste alone brought tears to my eyes. “Whoa, what’s wrong?” Kendrick asked.
“Rylee, what’s the matter?” Wyatt asked taking my hand in his.
“That’s the closest thing I’ve had to a birthday cake in eight years,”
“Do you want to switch?” Wyatt asked.
“Huh? No, I love mine, yours just brought back memories, I’m okay,” I say and take a spoonful of mine again. After we finished our ice cream, we decided to head back to the packhouse.
Even though half of this day was spent in the pack clinic, I had to admit that today was not a bad day at all. Wyatt and Kendrick did everything for me and made sure I enjoyed myself. I felt silly having cried while eating ice cream, but I felt better once I got that insecurity off of my chest. Who knows, maybe now that I’m mated to Wyatt, he will buy me a birthday cake next year.
***Wyatt’s P.O.V.***
While we were on our way back to the packhouse, Rylee fell asleep against the window. I secretly wished that window was my shoulder. I wasn’t going to push Rylee, she needed time to heal and to trust, and I promised that I would give her that. I was just happy she agreed to stay with me in my guestroom. Tomorrow was our day last at Halfmoon, and the day I would end the contract with Ash. Our pack would officially be rivals. Although that meant we could go to war at any time, it also gave me an opening to kill him if he or his pack ever laid a hand on Rylee ever again.
The moon goddess was working in my favor, and I knew it. She gave Rylee a second chance, and it was with me. I refused to blow it. I would anything and everything for Rylee. All she had to do was ask. I loved her the moment I saw her, and it wasn’t just because of the mate bond. Rylee doesn’t know it, but seeing her last night was not the first time I met her,
-Flashback-
“Dad, why are we going to the Silver Lake Pack?” I asked from the backseat of the car. I had just turned 18, and my dad wanted me to work out a business relationship with Alpha Mitchell Duquesne.
“Because son, you will be taking over in a few months, and I need you to build a solid relationship with Mitchell. Plus, he’s always been like an Uncle to you growing up,” “Well, yeah, I get that, but…”
“No buts, Wyatt. This will be good for both of our packs,”
“Ugh, fine,” I waved a white flag in defeat. A few minutes later, we arrived at Silver Lake. I never understood why it was called that until I actually saw the lake behind the packhouse. The mountains surrounding this pack territory were grey, and the reflection of them across the lake make them look silver as it danced with the sunlight. When we got out of the car, I expected formal greetings, but instead, my father hugged Alpha Mitchell in a brotherly hug.
“Mitch!”
“Ronan!” they smiled at each other. “Mitch, you remember my son, and the soon-to-be Alpha of Blue Lake, Wyatt,”
“How could I forget? Welcome back to Silver Lake, Wyatt,”
“Thanks, Uncle Mitch, it’s good to see you again too. How are Aunt Megan and Ryan doing?”
“They’re good, they’re both excited to see you,” he said with a big smile. “Come on inside, lunch is just about ready,” we all walked in and as soon as we did, I heard a little girl giggling and screaming her head off. Normally such a sound would bother the crap out of me, but this was one cute, and almost lovely.
“Ah, there’s my sweet little Ryan,” my dad as she came running over to us.
“I don’t like the name, Ryan! It’s a boy’s name,” she pouted as my dad picked her up. She was small and cute.
“Oh, then what do you want to be called? Princess? Dove?”
“Mommy calls me Rylee,”
“But Rylee is a boy’s name too,” I tell her and pinch her cheek.
“Wow, who are you? You look like prince charming,” I couldn’t help but smile. Kids, so innocent.
“Rylee, this is my son, you probably don’t remember him, but his name is Wyatt,”
“Can I keep him?” she asked. My dad laughed and I just smiled at her. I hated kids, but Rylee was cute, and I felt drawn to her.
“Rylee, honey, leave Uncle Ronan and Wyatt alone and come help mommy and Nana with the table,”
“Yes, mommy,” she squealed and jumped out of the dad’s arms.
“Why isn’t she annoying like Mel?” I asked my dad.
“Because Melody is your baby sister and is already a teenager,” my dad said.
“How old is Rylee?”
“She just turned 10,”
“Dad, something doesn’t feel right when I look at her,”
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