Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“Lorenzo, I think it’s time you came clean about who you really are,” Wyatt said to him point-blank.
“Excuse me?”
“It’s important, and it has to do with Lexie and Lanie potentially being descendants of the moon goddess.” William looked at me disapprovingly.
“Don’t look at me, I didn’t have a choice but to tell him,” I said defensively.
“Alpha, is this necessary?”
“It is, and you can trust these men. You know that.” William looked at Kendrick and Jason, and then at Wyatt and me. I glared at Wyatt for putting William in this kind of position, but to my surprise, William actually agreed. “Very well.”
“What?” I looked at him completely shocked.
“Rylee, it’s okay. I think it’s time anyway. I can’t keep up this charade for much longer. There is no reason for me to keep up the double identity anymore,” he said to me and pat my shoulder with reassurance. “Beta, Gamma, my name is not Lorenzo Rossi … My real name is William. William Corvino, I am …”
“Holy f**k, you’re the first Primordial to ever exist!” Kendrick shouted.
“What?” Jason exclaimed.
“Yes, I am. I am the original, and Rylee is my direct descendant.”
“Whatttt…” Kendrick responded in shock. “Wyatt, you f*****g knew! And you didn’t tell us?!”
“I promised to keep it secret, but given what we know about Lexie and Lanie, this was necessary,” Wyatt replied apologetically. I still wasn’t happy with how things were coming to light, but it was too late now.
“Beta, Gamma, now that you know who I am, I would appreciate it if you kept this yourself for the time being. As much I don’t mind people knowing, trying to explain to a pack of over 800 werewolves that I’m over 7000 years old would be kind of hard.” “Sev… Seven… SEVEN THOUSAND!?!” Jason shouted at the top of his lungs.
“Yeah, dude. This guy was f*****g alive in like 5000 B.C. or some s**t like that!” Kendrick replied.
“We’re not here to talk about his age!” Wyatt snapped, getting their attention back. “But, it is why we need his help.”
“What is this about?” William asked calmly.
“William,” I got his attention, “Does the Lunar Kingdom exist?” I asked carefully. His body tensed and his face hardened. “William?” He didn’t say anything and just stared at me blankly.
“William?” Wyatt waved his hand in his face.
“WILLIAM!” I shouted and shoved him in his seat.
“Huh? What? What did you say?” he replied.
“I asked you if the Lunar Kingdom exists?” I repeated and he tensed again. After a moment of him just staring at me and breathing heavily, he finally said something. “Where did you hear about the Lunar Kingdom?” he asked in return. His tone was suspicious, and it almost seemed as if he was scared that we knew about this.
“My mom used to tell us stories about it when we were growing up,” Kendrick answered.
“And how would your mother know about it?” William asked him.
“I honestly have no clue.”
“William, why does it matter where or who we heard it from?” I asked. He bit his bottom lip and closed his eyes.
“Because, only those who were born in the Lunar Kingdom know about its existence,” he answered. All of us were taken aback by what he said.
“Wyatt, didn’t you say that only those born from the gods and goddesses live there?” I asked to make sure I was remembering what he said correctly. Wyatt nodded and his facial expression was the same one we all had. “Wait… what?” Kendrick said.
“Beta, I believe your mother may have been a descendant of a higher power, more specifically, the moon goddess.” Kendrick’s eyes were about to pop out of his head. “And if Lexie and Lanie are descendants of the moon goddess as well, then it is possible that you are related.” .
***Kendrick’s P.O.V.***
“Ken… Babe?… Hey, you okay?… KENDRICK!” I heard someone shout at me. I looked up and saw Melody holding Leighann in bed, feeding her a bottle. “Huh? I’m sorry angel, what did you say?”
“Where is your head at?” she asked.
“I’m sorry, the meeting with your brother, it was uh … informative,” I answered as I plopped down next to her. I looked over at Leighann who was drinking her bottle and I instantly smiled. Just seeing this beautiful raven-haired beauty before my eyes made everything better. She was definitely a looker, and I knew that one day I would be scaring away all of the male wolves that tried to come into her life.
“Ken, what’s wrong?” Melody asked me. I looked up at her and back down at Leighann now fast asleep.
“Angel, we need to have a chat with my father. Will you get Becky to watch her?”
“Okay?” Melody’s eyes clouded over as she mind linked Leighann’s nanny and within a few minutes she arrived. Our baby girl was still passed out from her bottle, so it would be easy for Becky to watch her while we went to hunt down my dad. Given the time, he was probably fishing at the lake with Ronan and Felix. Something told me that Ronan also knew my mom’s secret.
When we got to the dock, we found my dad, Ronan, and Felix drinking beer and laughing about the good ole days, and we walked straight up to them.
“Seriously? It’s the middle of winter, and you three are out here fishing, again?” Melody asked as she stood behind them. They stood from their foldable chairs and smiled at us.
“Pumpkin, we’re all officially retired now. Your mother and Zoe watch the grandkids while we enjoy our retirement. It doesn’t matter what season of the year it is, this lake is full of bass and trout, and they survive in the cold water just fine.”
“Uh-huh,” was all she replied. I smirked at her. Melody did not see the appeal in fishing. Wyatt, Jason, and I used to come with our dads when we were younger, and it took us about five minutes before it became more about drinking and less about the fishing. “Son did you two need something?” my dad asked me with a smile. After everything that happened last year, after finally bringing my mom’s killer to justice, my dad was finally his old self again. He was the man he was when my mother was alive. The happy-go-lucky yet still very scary Dylan Nesloney.
“Actually, yeah, we do; well, more like I do,” I answered him. His smile faded when he saw that I had a conflicted look on my face.
“What is it, son?” he asked, putting his hand on my shoulder.
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