Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“Why else? She wanted to stop loving you. She wanted to suppress the bond but not break it while she seduced the young Beta of Wyatt’s pack. She loved you both but for different reasons. She loved him because of his blood rank and, of course, because she was obsessed with him from the moment she laid eyes on him. Her words, not mine. And then you came along. Her destined mate, the one man she never thought she would ever meet or, at least, was hoping to never meet. She knew that if she ever met her destined mate, her decision to be with Keaton would falter, and she would choose you. However, her thirst for rank and power clouded her judgment, and she did the unthinkable. Yet, no matter what, she didn’t want to fully let you go. Which is why she rejected you through paper and pen. You and I both know that is not the right way to reject the werewolf mate bond.” I flicked my eyebrows, knowing that she was right. Even though it wasn’t verbal, rejection is still rejection. But, unless she were to say it to my face, and I accepted it, we were still tied together partially.
“Why are you telling me all of this?” I asked Svetlana.
“Because I can sense the reserve that you have when it comes to me and the fact that I played a part in Terrine’s schemes that got an innocent woman killed and almost cost you your son,” she replied. “But for what it’s worth, I would have taken him solely to return him to you.” “Huh?”
“When Terrine came to me for the potion to forget you, she was already pregnant, and I could already tell that the fetus was not of ranked blood. If I had taken him as payment, I would have tracked you down to return him to his father since his mother obviously didn’t care enough about him that she would gamble his life away before ever giving birth to him.”
“Are you sure you’re a dark witch?”
“Ugh, what is with Alphas doubting my dark craft!?” she huffed. “Anyway, that’s all I needed to say. Do you have the DNA samples?” she asked, quickly changing the subject. I stared off into space for a moment before reaching into the drawer of my desk to get the three samples. “Here you. One for me, Richard, and an Elder.”
“An Elder? Well, this is even more serious than I would have imagined,” she smiled, examining the vials of blood. Before I could say anything, my door swung open, and there stood Lanie. Her eyes widened as she looked between Svetlana and me. “And who is this lovely young woman?” Svetlana asked.
“Uh, Chad, who is this?” Lanie questioned in return. I came around my desk and went straight to Lanie, bringing her into my arms.
“Lanie, this is the witch that Wyatt sent,” I answered.
“Oh, you’re Svetlana?”
“Da.”
“Funny, I pictured you older,” Lanie blurted out, making me cough while trying to suppress my laughter as Svetlana scowled. “What? What did I say?” Svetlana eyed Lanie up and down and circled around us a few times while sniffing her. “What? What are you doing?” Lanie demanded.
“You smell like her.”
“Like whom?” I asked.
“Rylee.”
“I do?” Lanie asked.
“Same DNA,” Svetlana stated matter-of-factly.
“I mean, we are half-sisters,” Lanie replied. Svetlana’s eyes widened like saucers. She looked at me and then back at Lanie, blinking several times before smiling.
“It is a pleasure,” she said and reached for a handshake. Lanie hesitated a second before shaking her hand. “Pertinent information that is needed for the clone’s memory that you almost failed to mention, Chad,” she scolded me. “What? That my mate was Rylee’s sister?”
“Yes. You do understand that these clones have to mimic your everyday lives until whatever it is you all plan to do to Eric Patterson is put into motion, do you not? Having a mate that is also the sister to Rylee is very informative. Anything else I need to know?” “I have a twin that’s mated to our Beta,” Lanie replied. Svetlana looked at me disapprovingly. I shrugged my shoulders in defense. No one taught me anything about Clones 101.
“Anything else?”
“No,” I answered quickly. Even though she was on our side, and she tried to give me peace of mind by telling me that crap about Terrine, I still didn’t trust her with some private information. Especially that Lanie and Lexie are also biologically related to Eric. “Very well. These are the set of samples that I needed. Your clones will be completed by the end of tomorrow. I suggest you get ready to go into hiding, but do not tell anyone where you are going. You don’t want the wrong people finding out.” “Yeah, sure, got it,” I replied. With that, Svetlana disappeared from my office.
“What was that all about?” Lanie confronted me.
“What?”
“You just lied to her, that’s what.”
“Lanie, she’s a dark witch.”
“Who is trying to help us get the upper hand on my birth father! You know, the man who has ruined so many lives and killed countless others?”
“So, what, you want to just tell her that Eric is your birth father!? What if she turns against us or is working for him behind our backs!?”
“Why are you so paranoid? You heard what Wyatt and Rylee said. She’s on Rylee’s side. You know more than I do how powerful Rylee is. I don’t think even a dark witch such as Svetlana would be able to handle Rylee if she were to get seriously pissed off,” Lanie argued. “Why are you defending her?”
“I’m not defending anyone, Chad. I’m simply stating a fact. Rylee is powerful. Svetlana would be stupid to go against her. Ergo, Svetlana isn’t working for Eric.” I just stared at her. Although her logic made sense, I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of admitting it just yet. “And besides, if she tries to come after Killian, she will have to go through me first.”
“What did you say?” Instead of replying, she just smiled and hugged my waist as she leaned into my chest.
“I know at first I was worried that you had a son and that you had him with your first mate, but I’ve come to accept the fact that you two are a one package deal. I can’t have one without the other, and I don’t want to either. I don’t know how to put it into words, but the last few months I’ve been able to get to know Killian, even just playing with him, has really shown me what it’s like to be a mom in a way. I love the feeling I get from it, and it’s been sort of healing for me to experience it. Killian may not be mine, but I want to make him mine.”
“He already is. He’s my son. As my mate and Luna, he’s your son too,” I told her and leaned my head on top of hers.
“I already know that, but I meant more of a … permanent kind of way.” I pulled back from her enough to look down at her face.
“What do you mean by permanent, Lanie?”
“I want to adopt Killian,” she confirmed with a genuine smile that warmed my heart instantly. “I want to be his mom. I want to be the mom he never got to have. That Lexie and I never got to have.” “You’re serious?” I asked her to double-check.
“Yes.” I stared at her blankly as she smiled and brought her hand to my face. Her thumb swiped under my eye, and it was then I realized that I was crying. I didn’t say a word, afraid that I would ruin this beautiful moment between us. I embraced her as tight as I could while burying my face into her neck, letting go of all of my feelings, and sobbed into the crevice of her neck. I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear those words to release so much pent-up emotion. I felt her hold me as tight as she could while one hand lightly patted the back of my head. “Thank you, Lanie. I love you so much.”
“You don’t have to thank me, babe. I love you too, and I love Killian.” I nodded my head and tightened my grip. After a few minutes of just holding each other, I finally got my emotions together and gently pulled away. “You good?” she asked me. I nodded my head and sniffled while wiping away the mucus dripping from my nose. “Okay, so, when can we do this?” “You want to do it now?” I asked her, surprised.
“I want to do it as soon as possible. I don’t know how adoptions work, so you’re going to have to get all this taken care of before you leave, Chad.”
“s**t, you’re right. Um, okay, let me think,” I said and clicked my tongue against my cheek. “Well, Jonah is still in the packhouse which works out perfectly since we need an elder to conduct the adoption. Thomas, my sister’s mate, can draw up the papers since he’s a lawyer for the pack.”
“Perfect! Let’s get this show on the road!” she announced with pure enthusiasm. I couldn’t believe it. Lanie really wanted to be Killian’s mother. I never told her this or anyone for that matter, but Killian has wanted to call her mom for the last few weeks. The other night when I went to put him to bed, he asked, “Where’s Mommy?” and I told him the same old story. I told him that she was in a better place and with the moon goddess. I never expected him to cry as hard as he did and ask me why Lanie had left him. It was then I realized that he already associated Lanie as his mom and not Terrine. It was clear he doesn’t even remember Terrine. In his eyes, Lanie was his mom, and I felt horrible having to explain to him that Lanie wasn’t his mother. That broke his little heart even more, and it nearly killed me to see him so sad. I felt like I had traumatized him all over again. But now, all of that was about to change.
After speaking with Jonah and my brother-in-law, I mind-linked my mom and told her to have everyone come to my office and to bring Killian. She, of course, had to ask a million questions because she was enjoying her day with him. An hour later, my office was filled with my parents, my sister’s family, Richard, Jonah, and of course, Lanie and me.
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