Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“Like I told you before, Wyatt,” Emma started to say as she stepped forward. “You chose the wrong mate. You could have had so much more, but you chose that little w***e! Who cares if she has powers. All that comes with it is problems and enemies! Had you chosen me, or even that b***h Layla, your life would be so much easier. So much calmer. What have you gotten out of being mated to Rylee? Hm? Your memories taken from you. Rejection. Near-death. And now, you have to deal with my family and me. I’m sure that my brother had his way with her a few times already. Are you sure you still want that piece of trash?” Emma blabbed on.
“Ash didn’t touch me. I didn’t give him the chance. And he never will either,” Rylee said and stared at Nicole, who didn’t miss the twinkle in Rylee’s eyes when she said that. “What… What did you do to my son!?”
“If we’re going to be technical, I didn’t do anything except outsmart him. Morgan, on the other hand, did quite a bit to him.” “What are you talking about?!”
“Morgan, the dark witch that Eric saved and has been helping you guys? She and Ash had a little fling, and well, she took his soul as payment without his knowledge. She was slowly killing him. And in retaliation for her deceit, Ash ripped out her heart, killing her as well as himself.” Hearing that her son was now dead did nothing but escalate the situation at hand. Nicole screamed in agony at the death of her second-born and only son, distracting her long enough to allow Grace to push her away and free herself. “AHHHHH!!!” Nicole screamed at the top of her lungs and ran after Grace. Ronan intercepted Nicole and tried to fight her off, which led to Emma pursuing Grace. But Milan appeared and intercepted her, tackling her to the ground. Both shifted into their wolves and started to brawl. The chaos threw everyone off and gave Nicole an opening to knock Ronan away from her. She picked up the syringe and stood over Ronan.
“NO!!!” Rylee and Wyatt cried at the same time and tried to run to him, but before they could even get two feet, they stopped when they both saw that someone else had gotten in the way. Time had slowed to a near stop. Rylee whimpered when she saw what happened. At the same time, Emma’s wolf could be heard crying and screaming in pure pain as Milan’s wolf, Ivory, tore her to shreds.
“EMMA!!!” Nicole cried as her daughter was killed mercilessly. Rylee was stunned at the turn of events, but Wyatt was not. He ran past her and straight to his father, leaving her completely open to an attack. Eric took the opportunity to shift and ran full speed to pounce on her, but Rylee knew Eric and his dirty style of fighting. She turned just in time and caught Dracul midair with her powers of psychokinetic energy and crushed his larynx without even batting an eyelash. Eric slowly started to suffocate as she continued to put pressure on his windpipes.
“Before I kill you, I think it’s time that Nicole knows exactly what you did!” Rylee shouted at him. She forced his wolf to retreat into the back of his mind and made him shift back into human form, never once letting him go. Knowing that Rylee was referring to them, Lanie and Lexie both stepped forward. Nicole had been apprehended by Wyatt and Jason and was on her knees facing three blondes that looked so much like the woman she hated more than anything. “Nicole, I’d like you to meet my half-sisters, Lanie and Lexie.” “Why should I care about your sisters?!” Nicole spat.
“Because. They’re not only my sisters, but Emma’s and Ash’s too.” That information hit Nicole like a ton of bricks, and it didn’t take her long to realize the meaning behind Rylee’s words. “WHAT?!”
“Your mate had my mother kidnapped. He put her in a cage! Like some kind of f*****g animal, and then forced himself onto her and violated her until she conceived his pups. Eric killed my father because he wanted my mother. He wanted her and the girls that she gave birth to. He wanted a family with her, even if it was going to be by force. But my mother didn’t want that with him. Even if it meant giving up the daughters that she loved more than life itself. She gave all of us up because she wanted to protect us from this piece of s**t you call a mate!” Rylee exclaimed and slammed Eric to the ground in front of Nicole.
“YOU HAD s*x WITH MEGAN!!” Nicole screeched at Eric, who was literally suffocating to death. She broke free from Wyatt and Jason and started to beat him. She slashed at him with her claws, stomped on him with her feet, and slammed his head onto the ground. She reached into her back pocket and pulled out a second syringe.
“NO!” Rylee shouted and forced the syringe out of her hand. Nicole seized the opportunity to run at Rylee, colliding with her. Nicole had her hands around Rylee’s neck and squeezed as hard as he could, but what she didn’t expect was for two wolves to attack her from behind. Those two wolves being Atlanta and Brooklyn. Without even hesitating, Lanie’s and Lexie’s wolves tore Nicole to shreds in order to protect Rylee. Sisters saving their sister.
Rylee stood to her feet and found that Eric was still breathing. Rylee stood over him, and her lips quivered in disgust. Lanie and Lexie came up next to her covered in Nicole’s blood, and they too stared down at the man that took them from their home and left them in the hands of a trafficker for money.
“Help me, my daughters,” Eric muttered out the best he could.
“Go to Hell,” they both said and turned away from him. Eric watched as the only children he even remotely loved turned their back on him without even a second glance.
“As my sisters said, go to Hell,” Rylee repeated and had the root of a tree impale him from underneath. Rylee watched as the life from his eyes slowly died away, and when she heard the final beat of his heart, she finally let out the breath that she had been holding for the last decade. But the reverence of peace that she felt was pierced through as the cries of Jason, Keaton, and Kendrick could be heard.
At some point during the chaos, Kendrick and the others were turned back to normal. That’s when Rylee noticed several unknown men and women speaking with Svetlana. She would have to deal with that later; first, her pack needed her.
“Dylan, you old fool! Why would you do that!?” Ronan shouted.
“Grace needs you,” Dylan whispered. Dylan had been the one that had taken the syringe full of poison in his back. He saved Ronan, his best friend. Felix was standing over him as well.
“Milan! Come on, baby, stay with me!” Jason cried.
“What happened to her!?” Rylee asked as she kneeled down between both her and Dylan.
“Emma must have cut her with a blade or something. It was probably laced with the poison,” Jason explained while holding onto a feverish Milan, who was going in and out of consciousness. “She came over to check on Dylan and suddenly collapsed. That’s when I saw the cut on her arm.” Rylee didn’t know what to say.
“Rylee, save them!” Kendrick cried while holding his father.
“I can’t,” Rylee replied.
“Yes, you can! You have the power to stop people from dying!”
“No, you don’t get it! I can’t save them both! I can only save one!” Rylee cried.
“Milan! You have to save Milan! Our kids need her!” Jason cried.
“We need our father! We’ve already lost our mom to poison!” Keaton cried. Rylee was at a crossroads. She needed to decide who to save, and she had to decide soon before they both died.
“Milan.” Everyone snapped their heads up. “Save Milan,” Wyatt said.
“WYATT!” Kendrick shouted and got to his feet, shoving Wyatt back. “This is my dad! The man who’s been like an Uncle to you! He saved your father’s life!”
“I get that, Ken, I really do, but Jason’s point is more valid. Their pups need their mother,” Wyatt said with tears in his eyes. This was the choice that he had to make. The choice that Selene warned him about. Not a choice about who he killed or didn’t kill, but an impossible choice between choosing a man, who has been like a second father to him, or the friend that he’s loved like a sister all of his life. “Kendrick.” He looked down at his father, who signaled for him to come closer.
“Dad, just hang on. Maybe Rylee can save you both.”
“No.”
“DAD!” Keaton cried. Irene was sobbing next to him, and Melody was also crying with Ronan and Grace holding her.
“I’m ready to be with your mother,” Dylan whispered.
“DAD! COME ON! You have to meet your grandpup! You promised me.” Keaton wept.
“I’m sorry, Kea.. Kea… Keaton,” Dylan croaked and spit up blood. “Milan. Luna, save … Milan.” Rylee didn’t have the luxury of second-guessing and immediately turned her back on Dylan. She bit into Milan’s neck, opposite of Jason’s mark, and injected her venom, praying that it would be enough to counteract the poison. As Rylee worked to save Milan’s life, she concentrated on Dylan’s slow heartbeat. She could feel his wolf trying to fight off the poison, but it was turning into a losing battle as it soon took the soul of his wolf, and all that was left was the body of a human. Dylan’s heartbeat became more steady, with seconds passing per beat. As his heart rate came to a palpable stop, Milan’s started to accelerate. That’s how Rylee knew that her venom was running its course and pushing out the poison from Milan’s body. Rylee pulled back and watched as the poison seeped out of the wound and evaporated into thin air. As the last of the poison disintegrated, Dylan took his last breath.
“Dad?” Kendrick called out.
“Dad?!” Keaton cried.
“DAD!!!” both bawled and buried their faces into Dylan’s still chest. Rylee bowed her head and cried, while everyone else did as well. Even those who were not part of Blue Lake cried and paid their respects for the loss of the former Beta. Kendrick stood to his feet in pure rage and punched Wyatt square across the jaw. Wyatt slowly faced his best friend with tears streaming down his own cheeks.
Both just stared at each other crying and then hugged each other to give one another comfort. One comforting his best friend and Beta for the loss of his father. The man who raised him and his younger brother to be the men that they are today. And the other comforting his best friend and Alpha, who had to make an impossible choice. .
***Rylee’s P.O.V.***
Time stood still as I listened to Dylan take his last breath, hot tears blurring my vision and weighing down my head as I wept. Seeing him lying lifeless on the ground seemed like a bad dream. It was a grim reminder that being the most powerful werewolf to ever exist didn’t mean I could save everyone or exclude me from heartache, as my life has taught me time and again. Hoping that the Pattersons and Morgan would be the only casualties tonight was foolish on my part. What I still couldn’t wrap my head around was that I didn’t see Dylan die in my premonition. I didn’t get one of him at all. It was how I knew that I was never meant to save him. Dylan was supposed to die tonight, as horrible as that may sound. It didn’t mean that it hurt any less. Dylan sacrificed himself to save Ronan.
“Kendrick, Keaton, I’m so sorry,” I whispered to them as I stood up. Keaton didn’t even spare me a glance, but Kendrick broke away from Wyatt and hugged me while sobbing into my hair. “I wish I could have saved them both. I am so sorry, Ken,” I broke down again.
“It’s not your fault. I know you would have if you could.” He pulled away, and I couldn’t help but shed more tears when I saw the pain in his eyes of losing his father. It was grief that I understood all too well. Melody was right there waiting for him, and they tearfully embraced each other.
“Rylee?” I looked behind me and saw Svetlana approaching with the group of unknown men and women. She conjured up some clothes for Wyatt and me, and we walked over to meet her.
“Thanks for the clothes,” I said and wiped my tears.
“Of course. It is nothing. Rylee, Wyatt, I want to introduce you to the coven mothers of dark witches and coven fathers of dark wizards,” she announced as she directed our attention to the group behind her.
“Why are they here?” Wyatt asked curiously.
“Good evening, my name is Sonya. I am Morgan’s coven mother, and I sincerely apologize for her actions. Svetlana informed us of what Morgan had done. Morgan was a young dark witch and was misguided regarding the terms of owing a debt. What is more, she was manipulated by Ash.”
“Is that supposed to make us feel bad for her?” I scoffed, a little annoyed.
“No, of course not. What Morgan did to you and the others is unforgivable. It was why I reached out to the other covens of dark witches and wizards. Because Morgan died before the shrinking spell was reversed on your friends and the others, we had to work together to create enough power to counteract it,” Sonya replied.
“Even though we are dark supernatural, like you werewolves, we live by a code. Just as light witches, we cannot use magic for personal vendettas. Our Wiccan goddess forbids it. It’s the one absolute law we all share as users of dark craft,” one of the dark wizards added.
“And you are?” Wyatt asked.
“Oh, where are my manners? My name is Judas.”
“Judas, Sonya, thank you for reversing the spell on the hostages,” I said genuinely.
“Think nothing of it. The last thing we need is for the dark Wiccan goddess to come and punish us for allowing Morgan to get away with her misdeeds,” Sonya replied.
“So, there is a separate goddess for dark witches and wizards?” Wyatt asked.
“Yes. Miranda is the goddess of light craft, and then there’s Melinda, the goddess of dark craft.” Wyatt and I just nodded at the information. “We’re sorry that we couldn’t be of more help,” Sonya added as she looked in the direction of Dylan. We both gave her a curt smile, and they all took their leave.
“Well, that answers that,” Wyatt concluded. I nodded my head and looked up at him. “Hey, Wyatt?”
“Yeah?”
“How did you get here so fast?”
“Huh? Oh, um, well, truth be told, I’m not exactly sure. At first, Blade was going his normal werewolf speed. But the next thing I knew, we were getting faster and faster. It was crazy because it took the phrase out of body experience to the next level. I seriously felt like we were almost flying. Blade mentioned that we must have picked up on your energy.”
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