Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“ARE YOU SERIOUSLY ASKING ME THAT!?” I screamed at him. Forget the fact that I was naked from shifting; I was so livid at his blatant incompetence that nothing else mattered. “Do you really not take into consideration how you and your family ruined my life!? Are you that blind!? Are you that stupid!? Are you that egotistical!?”
“I told you I was sorry!” he cried.
“THAT DOESN’T MAKE WHAT YOU DID TO ME OKAY!!!” I roared, shaking everything around us.
“You’re only sorry because you found out she was an Alpha at the time of the rejection,” Wyatt insisted as he walked up to us. He gave me a shirt, and I hastily put it on. I looked at his shoulder where the athame had penetrated, and all I saw was a small scar. I glanced over at J in surprise, and she just smiled. I mouthed thank you to her and turned back to Ash.
“That’s not true,” Ash said in a hushed tone. “I’ve loved Rylee since we were kids. I wanted to be her friend. But my father’s views clouded my own, and it was all I knew growing up. Her being an Alpha wasn’t the only reason I regretted my decision to reject her. I regretted it before I had even done it.” He wasn’t lying. I remember he had told me all of this before, but it was before I had my powers. “I know what my family and I did to you was wrong, in more ways than one, but I swear to you, Rylee, I love you.” “MMMM!!!” Morgan cried from behind her gag. I saw tears in her eyes as she stared daggers at Ash.
“What the?” I said out loud without realizing it. “Svetlana, remove her gag.”
“What? Why?” she asked.
“Just do it!” I commanded. Svetlana rolled her eyes and removed the magical gag from Morgan’s mouth. “What is it, Morgan?” I asked, annoyed by her interruption.
“YOU SON OF A b***h! YOU TOLD ME YOU WANTED HER SO YOU COULD KEEP HER AS A SLAVE AGAIN!” she screamed at Ash.
“Did I miss something?” Wyatt asked. That’s when I heard Ash’s thoughts.
“Oh my goddess, SHE’S YOUR SECOND CHANCE!?” I shouted at the top of my lungs. Everyone looked at them in shock-and I mean everyone.
“No, she’s not. She’s just a witch that my father saved from a pack of rogues. We f****d a few times.”
“YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME!”
“I told you what you wanted to hear so you would help me!” Ash exclaimed. Morgan sneered and hissed at him.
“If that was the case, then why did you sell your soul to her?” Svetlana asked him.
“What!?” Ash gaped at Svetlana in complete disbelief. “I didn’t… What are you … Sell my soul!?” I never thought that silence could be so loud.
“You … didn’t know?” I asked him. I could see the fury behind his eyes as he shifted back into Kano.
“KANO, DON’T!” Wyatt shouted. Kano stopped in his tracks with his jaws hovering over Morgan’s head. I looked at Wyatt in dismay.
“Why did you stop him!?” I demanded.
“Kano, if you kill her, you die too. Your soul is tied to hers. Killing her means you go with her.”
“Wyatt, what are you doing!?” I repeated with gritted teeth.
“Ash, Kano, or whoever I’m talking to. Think before you do what you’re about to do. You have a choice. We can either take both of you in, and you can be tried fairly by the counsel after we get ahold of your father. Or you kill her, and you die with her. The choice is yours, but those are your only choices.”
“Wyatt!” I grabbed his arm, forcing him to face me. “What.are.you.doing!?” I growled at him.
“Rylee, I’m doing the right thing. Ash is going to die no matter what, but I think it’s only fair that he is given a choice on how he goes. It was something that I’ve been thinking about since Svetlana told us Ash sold his soul to Morgan and said that killing her means killing him.”
“What does it matter how he dies!?” I shouted, not caring whether Kano heard me.
“Do you really feel that way about me?” I turned back to see that Ash was back in human form, and Svetlana gagged Morgan again.
“You know, I could stand here and reiterate all of the horrible and malicious things you and the Halfmoon pack did to me for eight years, but I would just be wasting my breath. You know everything already, so there’s no need to remind you of it. The fact of the matter is you just don’t care. You don’t care that you not only physically hurt me but also emotionally. You and your pack broke me to the point where I was ready to become a rogue for the rest of my life. I was going to give up EVERYTHING just to get away from you. And then, the moon goddess decided to play some sick joke on me and make you my mate. Whether it was to punish you or f**k with me, it didn’t matter. Rejection is rejection, and there was no way I was going to take you back, even if Wyatt wasn’t my true mate. I would have rather died than be mated to you! You only care about yourself. That’s why you’re in the predicament that you’re in, Ash. Your soul is literally being sucked out by the dark magic that Morgan has been using on you while we were in the dollhouse, but you were so caught up in the moment when you thought you had me that you didn’t even notice. So, to answer your question, yes, that is how I think of you. And no, I will never regret it. So, how you die really doesn’t matter to me, as long as you’re dead.” With that, I turned my heel to walk away, but before I could, I heard Morgan’s muffled screams. I turned around to see that Ash had dug his hands into her chest. His eyes were full of tears as he ripped out her heart. He stared straight at me as I saw the light from his eyes disappear and he fell to the ground, completely lifeless.
“That was rather anticlimactic,” Chad said.
“No, it wasn’t,” Wyatt answered. “Selene was right; I was going to have to make a choice on who died and who lived.”
“What?” I looked over at him. “Selene came to me, and she lectured me about a few things. Svetlana being one of them. Then she told me that there would come a time where I would have to decide who lived and who died. That’s why I told Ash what would happen if he killed Morgan. Killing Morgan would mean he died right away. Morgan would have more than likely been kept in captivity rather than be executed.”
“Oh no, Wyatt, that’s not true. Morgan would have had to answer to the coven of dark witches. Just like you, my fine furry friends, dark witches have rules we have to follow. Using magic against another species for personal gain is one of them,” Svetlana said. “What do you mean?” Richard asked as he came up and put his hands on her shoulders. I couldn’t stop myself from lifting my brow in confusion at this sudden, intimate gesture.
“She took his soul without him knowing. If one sells their own of their own free will, that is one thing, but taking it is another. She would have more than likely been killed anyway.” I looked over at Wyatt, and he just furrowed his brows.
“I think Selene meant who you were going to kill, Wyatt,” I told him.
“That’s not what she said, though.”
“Since when has the moon goddess ever been upfront with any of us?” I asked him. He didn’t have a response.
“RYLEE!!!” I suddenly heard two very familiar voices. I turned around to see two heads of blonde hair coming at me. I caught both Lanie and Lexie, but we all tumbled to the ground and laughed as they landed on top of me.
“Um, I don’t mean to disrupt this reunion, but we still have a couple of other issues to deal with,” Richard reminded us.
“Richard’s right, we have to deal with the rogues behind the trees, and then we have to go deal with Eric,” Wyatt said as he and the others helped us up.
“Where is he?” I asked without beating around the bush.
“He’s at Silver Lake. Morgan created some kind of mirage that makes it seem like there’s nothing but a gaping hole.”
“Well, now that Morgan is dead, that spell should have reversed itself,” Svetlana replied.
“You said that her death would only solidify her magic!” Wyatt shouted.
“No, I said that killing her would keep Rylee small. That is a spell on her physical body, and it’s one of the repercussions of killing the dark witch who cast it. A mirage spell is superficial. It breaks with the death of the witch who cast it. Dark magic is not black and white, Wyatt. You should know that by now.”
“Wait, what did you say?” I asked when a sudden realization hit me.
“I said that the mirage spell-,”
“No, not that. The part where you said I would have stayed small if Morgan were to have been killed before it was reversed!” I started to panic.
“Rylee, what’s wrong?” Lanie asked.
“Kendrick.”
“What about Ken?” Wyatt asked while pulling me to face him.
“He… he… he was in the dollhouse with me.”
“WHAT?!” everyone cried out.
“He was there with me. But they moved him, and I have no idea where. I didn’t have a chance to search their thoughts for that answer. I don’t know where he is, Wyatt. I mean, I saw a hologram of him and the others, but I don’t know if he’s actually there with them or not. I don’t know where he is! Oh my goddess, what if he never left the dollhouse!?” I shouted as I ran back into the shack like a maniac. I went over to where the shattered dollhouse was and lifted all of the pieces into the air. I scattered them to see if I could find anything.
“Rylee, I’m sure he’s with the others,” Wyatt reassured me as he tried to calm my nerves.
“Wyatt, try to link with him,” Chad suggested. “If he’s at Silver Lake, that’s not far from here, so we may be close enough.” Wyatt nodded, and I saw his eyes cloud over. I kept the pieces levitated as I waited for confirmation. It took a minute, but I started to see Wyatt’s facial expression change and become calm. His body relaxed, and his eyes turned back to their normal teal color. “He’s alive.” I let out the breath that I was holding. “But…” I looked at him with wide eyes.
“BUT WHAT?!” Wyatt didn’t answer. Instead, he walked over to the kitchen and brought out a small birdcage. I dropped my arms, and everything fell to the floor. Wyatt placed the cage down on the counter and opened it. Then about three dozen people walked out of the cage. “My stars …” Richard gasped.
“Kendrick’s not the only one who’s still small.” I bent down onto my knees to get eye level with the counter and studied the small group of people, no pun intended. It was everyone that I had seen in the dollhouse hologram. Now I knew why Ken was able to mind link with Melody. She was in the shack just a few feet away from the dollhouse.
“Ken, is this everyone?” I asked him.
“Yeah! Everyone that we know of!” I watched as Wyatt counted how many people there were.
“He’s right. That seems to be everyone. There were just over 30 people taken from the region packs. There’s 33 here,” Wyatt validated. “Wait, Jackson lied to us? He said that everyone was being held in cages at Silver Lake! How could he lie to us?” Chad exclaimed. “We were at Silver Lake!” someone in the crowd shouted.
“Mom!” Jason exclaimed.
“Hi, honey!”
“What do you mean you were at Silver Lake, Aunt Zoe?” Wyatt asked her.
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