Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“Rylee, baby, don’t bother Wyatt like that, and now come to mommy,”
“No,”
“Aunt Meg, I don’t mind, really,” I tell her. I scoop up Rylee and smile at her.
“Uncle Roning, can I keep him?” I remember Rylee couldn’t say Ronan correctly.
“Well, I don’t know Rylee, Aunt Grace would like to get him back,” Rylee pouts and is on the verge of tears.
“Rylee, I’ll make you a deal,” I tell her. “When you’re big and strong, I will come back, and you can keep me then, how does that sound?”
“Really!?” she smiled big and cups her hands together.
“Really,”
“Promise!?”
“Promise,”
“Alright, smile everyone!” Uncle Mitch shouted as he set the camera on a self-timer and ran over.
“Remember, Rylee, when you’re big and strong, you get to keep me,”
“Forever?”
“Forever,” she kissed my cheek making me smile just as the flash went off.
-End Flashback-
I need to show this picture to Rylee as soon as possible. I prayed that she would be able to remember, and it would be able to speed things up a bit. Not only that, but her remember how much fun she had before everything went to s**t. .
***Rylee’s P.O.V.***
I was so getting so tired from the tour of the castle and we barely got through the first floor. I would honestly need a guide for the first year while living here because I would get so turned around if I tried to go anywhere by myself.
“And this is the most heavenly place in the entire castle,” Milan said while spreading her warms wide with a huge grin. “Where the most amazing things are created, and where you can have whatever your heart desires,” we went through a doorway, and it was the kitchen. I gasped as the size of it. It was easily three times bigger than the one at Halfmoon. There were at least six refrigerators, four stovetops, six ovens, five microwaves, two large sinks, a handwashing station, and cabinets galore. “This kitchen is beyond heavenly,” I say while holding my hands to my face.
“These are the pantries,” Did she pantries, as in plural? She pointed at three doors. I opened the first one and I had to physically step in to see the first pantry. “That one is full of snacks, so help yourself anytime. The other two are where we keep groceries, boxed meals, and dry goods. If there is anything you want that we don’t have, which is highly unlikely, just let Mr. and Mrs. Williams know, and they will get it for you,”
“Who is Mr. and Mrs. Williams?”
“We are,” two voices said coming into the kitchen behind us.
“Gamma, who is this lovely young lady?” Mr. Williams asked.
“This is Rylee, she’s our future Luna,” they both gasps and immediately bowed their heads.
“Oh no, please, don’t do that, I’m not actually the Luna…Yet. Please, just call me Rylee and greet me like you would anyone else,”
“If that’s what you insist, Rylee,” Mrs. Williams replied with a warm smile.
“Lune or not, we welcome you, Rylee,” Mr. Williams said and shook my hand firmly and also gave me a warm smile.
“Rylee, are you hungry at all?” Mrs. William asked.
“Yes, but I can make something myself. Please just tell me where everything is,”
“Nonsense child, this is our kitchen, and we will not have the future Luna getting her hands dirty, at least not on her first day,” Mrs. Williams said.
“Let’s not ruin her appetite dear,” Mr. Williams interjected. “Rylee, we will be making lunch shortly, and we do not want to ruin your appetite. So, how about some fresh fruit and yogurt to keep you sustained until then?” “That sounds wonderful, thank you,”
“Gamma?”
“Sure, count me in!” Milan exclaimed. We sat on the island together and ate our fruit and yogurt. I hadn’t had fruit in so long, I didn’t realize how fast I had eaten until I was down to my last strawberry. “Wow, you ate that really fast,” “Uh, yeah, I guess I was hungrier than I thought,” Milan was about to say something else when her eyes glazed over.
“The Alpha is coming,” she said. “So, how old are you Rylee?”
“I just turned 18, five days ago,” she looked at me in shock.
“Wow, you are young,”
“I am?”
“Well, compared to all of us you are,” I just gave her a weird look.
“How old are you?” I asked.
“I’m 25, and so is Jason,” my eyes widened in shock. “Kendrick is 24, and Wyatt is 26,”
“What? Wyatt is eight years older than me?”
“Yeah, that’s a big age gap if you ask me, I’m surprised that you’re his mate,”
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