Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“Right…”
“Rylee hugged me and…” he paused and furrowed his brows. His eyes started to dart back and forth, and his breathing was starting to get even more erratic. Then little by little his eyes started to widen more and more, then finally his eyes turned black and he fixated his gaze onto the witch. Before we can stop him, he grabbed her by the throat, slammed her against the wall, and let out a fierce and heart-stopping roar that shook his entire room.
“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?!?!” Svetlana wasn’t even fighting Wyatt.
“Wyatt! Let her go!” I grabbed his arms to break his grip around the witch’s throat, but his anger was fueling his strength.
“RYLEE IS GONE!!! AND IT’S BECAUSE OF YOU AND THAT CONNINVING b***h LAYLA!!!”
“WYATT!! If you kill her we won’t be able to find Rylee and bring her back!!” I shouted at him and got in his face. He turned his black eyes to me, and a part of me was scared shitless, but I need to reel him back in. “She’s also the only legitimate witness to Layla, Terrine’s, and Halfmoon’s crimes, you said so yourself,” he stared me a moment, and I watched as his eyes turned back to their normal teal color. He dropped the witch and staggered backward. Ronan caught him before he fell,
“Oh my god, I put my hands on Rylee, I tried to kill her, I…I hurt my mate…I hurt the love of my life…What have I done!? WHAT HAVE I DONE!?! RYLEE LEFT ME!! RYLEE REJECTED ME!! WHAT HAVE I DONE!?!? Wyatt whaled in complete distress and agony. I’ve known Wyatt my entire life and I have never seen him cry like that.
“Wyatt! It’s not your fault! It’s not your fault!” Grace shouted at him cupping his face. Her eyes also brimming with tears as she tried to calm him down. Wyatt fell to his knees and let out another fierce roar, only instead of in anger, it was one of pure undeniable pain. It was so loud, it shook his room again, but this pain was one that every pack member would feel. The pain of an Alpha losing his destined mate.
As I suspected, pack members could feel his pain from all over the territory as Jason, Melody, Milan, Keaton, Irene, and Angelo came rushing into Wyatt’s room.
“What happened!?” Melody shouted.
“WHERE’S LEIGHANN!?” I shouted at her.
“The nanny has her! What the hell is wrong with Wyatt!?”
“Svetlana gave him back his memories, and everything has played back in his head,” I answered. Melody, Milan, and Irene immediately started to tear up seeing Wyatt’s state of mind, while the guys lowered their heads.
“AHHHH!!!!” Wyatt screamed again, but along with this screaming, I heard the cracking of bones.
“f**k!! HE’S SHIFTING!” I shouted. “Guys, help me keep him down!” I shouted and we all ran to him and pinned him to the floor. “Irene, go get Dr. Andrews, tell him we need a sedative to keep Blade down!” Irene ran out of the room. “What about us!?” Milan shouted.
“Angel go back to Leighann and stay with her until I tell you otherwise! Milan, go to Wyatt’s office, in the bottom left-hand drawer, there should be some syringes with doses of wolfsbane and silver nitrate, bring me one,” they both left the room. Wyatt was almost fully shifted, and he was snapping his canines at us. Blade had almost fully surfaced, and we were losing our grip on him. Thankfully, Milan came back in record time,
“I’m here, I found it,”
“Hold him down,” I tell her, and we switch places. I grab the syringe from her, but before I can inject into his hind leg, Wyatt fully shifts and throws all of us off of him. We didn’t have time to think about the fact that it hurt, and we all ran back to keep Blade down. He was snapping his teeth, snarling, growling, and trying to throw us off again. After getting a good grip on his fur and skin, I jab the syringe of wolfsbane and silver into this hip, but all that did was piss him off even more.
He spun his entire body throwing all of us across the room like dirty rag dolls, and he was started to stalk over to Svetlana. Blade hated her because she was the cause of his memory loss. His anger was clouding his judgment. We needed Svetlana alive. I ran and jumped on Blades back, and tried to pull him down, but his fucker was strong, and he wasn’t backing down. Angelo and Jason were also back on their feet, and we grabbing his hind legs trying to bring down to the floor. Even Ronan came and was pushing Wyatt back from under neck.
“BETA MOVE!” I heard Dr. Andrews. I quickly jumped out the way, and Dr. Andrews drove another syringe into Blade’s neck. After a few minutes, Blade started to calm down, and he swayed side to side. He finally collapsed on the floor, and his breathing calmed down. “Sebastian, what did you give him?” Ronan asked.
“It’s a combination of Melatonin and Flexeril, a muscle relaxant. It’s in a higher dosage than normal because the Alpha is currently in wolf form, so his metabolism will break down the drugs faster,”
“Is it going to knock him out?” I asked.
“No, I gave him just enough to relax and calm him down, and perhaps a little drowsy, but still cognizant,” Dr. Andrews answered. After another few minutes, Wyatt shifted back into his human form. Ronan pulled the comforter over him to cover him. “Wyatt? Son, can you hear me?” Ronan said to him as he tapped his cheek.
“Wh…What?” Wyatt stuttered and tried to sit up. Ronan and Grace helped him lean against the side of the bed. “What happened?”
“You shifted out of anger and pain, son. Dr. Andrews had to give you a muscle relaxant to help calm Blade down,” Wyatt stared blankly at the floor, and his eyes started to glimmer with unshed tears.
“She’s really gone, isn’t she?” Wyatt asked with the lowest voice I had ever heard him use.
“Yes, but we’re going to get her back. But in order to do that, you need to get your s**t together Wyatt,” I replied.
“Where’s Layla?” Wyatt gave me the evilest look.
“She’s on the move,” Svetlana replied. We all looked at her. “Based on her current location, she appears to be coming back here,”
“Jason, call your dad, tell him to come back and to leave Layla alone,”
“What? But she’s…”
“No one touches Layla, I’m going to deal with her myself. She wants to f*****g play games, then let’s f*****g play games,” Wyatt said. His tone was angry, malicious, and vengeful. I didn’t want to think what about Wyatt was going to do her when she got back to the castle.
***Layla’s
P.O.V.***
When I got back to the castle, things seemed to be quite off. Everyone was on high alert, but yet at the time, everyone seemed to be unusually calm. I went to go find Andrea and Sierra, and they told me that they were at Terrine’s cottage on the south side of the territory. I didn’t feel like walking all that way, so I mind linked them telling them to come to find me when before they went home.
I was wandering around the castle, and everyone who was also roaming around or hanging out were busy whispering to each other, some looked to be scared, and some looked to be in a state of panic. I wanted to know what the hell was going on all of a sudden, so I stopped a random Omega, “Hey, what’s going?”
“The Alpha has locked himself in his office with the other ranked members and a few other essential pack members. He was in a lot of pain a couple of hours ago and it could be felt by every pack member. As of right now, he wants no one to bother him unless it’s an emergency,”
“What do you mean he was in pain?”
“I’m not sure, but it must have been pretty intense if the pack members could feel it,”
“Is he okay? Did anyone take him to the pack hospital?” Did Wyatt get hurt while I was gone? What could have happened in the day and a half I was gone.
“He seems to be okay now, but no one has seen him since he came home. Also, the other ranked members aside from the Beta Melody and Michelle haven’t been seen either. They’ve all been upstairs on the Alpha’s floor for the last couple of hours and the only person that has seen them is Grace and a few of the kitchen Omegas. According to them, the Alpha is very angry,”
“What do you mean he’s angry?”
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