Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“Alpha Wyatt,”
“It’s just Wyatt, dearest, you don’t have to be formal with me,”
“Wyatt, I don’t know if I can do this,”
“Do what, beautiful?” I immediately blushed.
“I’m not worthy of being a Luna, let alone yours. I’m broken, and am technically a rogue,”
“Well, that’s not up to you to decide. It’s the moon goddess’. She gave you to me, and I plan on keeping you. So, don’t even think about rejecting me, that is unless of course, you want me to die of heartbreak,” he smiled. What the hell? Did he just use reverse psychology on me? “I…uh…” he smiled again.
“Rylee, my dearest, will you at least give me the chance to earn your trust and your love?” he asked with the utmost sincerity. I looked into his eyes, and all I could see was desire and him pleading. He hasn’t done anything to hurt me, and I can already tell he’s a better Alpha than Ash will ever be.
“Yes, I can I do that,” he smiled and kissed the back of my hand again. The tingling feeling came back, my heart started to race, and my core started to burn up. For a split second, I wished the back of my hand were my lips. Was this the mate bond?
***Ash’s
P.O.V.***
I sat in my office, rubbing my face profusely up and down my face. I couldn’t believe it, Rylee was given a second chance, and on the night of Alpha Ceremony no less. The moon goddess had some sick and cruel way of punishing me. I saw what happened to her last night, but I didn’t stop it. I had no reason to, I had rejected her. She was nothing to me, but I couldn’t help but feel anger towards my mother and sister for hurting her that way. I wanted to stop them, but something held me back. Was it because she was no longer my mate? But, if that’s the case, then why did I want to stop them anyway?
Hearing that Rylee was now mated to none other than Wyatt Valencia, Alpha of the Blue Lake pack made my blood boil. Why? Of all the f*g wolves in the world, why did the moon goddess give Rylee to him? “Rylee,” I said her name softly to myself. “My beautiful…” Dammit! Why can’t I get her out of my head? Why did I care? She was nothing, well, at least I thought she was nothing. For the last eight years, Rylee had been keeping a secret, and one of severe magnitude. She was an Alpha’s daughter, and not just any Alpha. The Alpha of the Silver Lake Pack, the one my father destroyed. My father was the one who brought Rylee into our home. I remember like it was yesterday. Rylee so small and fragile, she covered in soot and soil from the downfall of her pack. I remember when my father asked for her name, and she said it was Ryan Lee, but she liked to go by Rylee. I remember at the time, I thought she was cute, and like a walking- talking doll. I wanted to be her friend, but my father told me not to. That she was going to be the packhouse slave because she was a rogue. Even at the tender age of ten, we were taught that rogues were filthy and disgusting, so I kept my distance. But over the years, she grew to be more beautiful than anyone could have comprehended. That’s why all the she-wolves despised her. Even mated male wolves would have their eye on her. Just waiting for her to turn 18, and all the females beat on her constantly. She was never allowed to have medical attention, so she would be left to heal on her own. I felt pity for her, I really did, but as the future Alpha of this pack, I had to keep my distance, because that is what I taught. Rogues are dirty, filthy, and disgusting. So why did the moon goddess mate me with her? Because she was an Alpha by blood. She wasn’t just some rogue my father picked up after the battle, she was the living and breathing heir to the Silver Lake Pack, and I threw her away without a second thought. Now, what was supposed to have been mine was now in the arms of another. The mere thought of Valencia touching Rylee makes Kano stir in anger. He still hasn’t spoken to me since the morning we rejected her. Even though the bond is broken, we both still long for her. Even with all the hot and sexy she-wolves that are visiting our pack, I still have to imagine it’s Rylee writhing underneath me in order for me to get any kind of se*xual gratification.
I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed to find a way to reverse the rejection, and take back what rightfully was mine in the first place. I loved Rylee, I knew from the day I turned 18 and figured out she was my mate that I loved her. But I let my fvcked up judgment and twisted upbringing allow me to reject her on sight, and on her birthday of all days. I need to find my father and an Elder and speak to them about this. I quickly mind linked him, Dad.
Ash, what is it, son?
I need you and Elder Scott to come to my office, please.
We will be right there.
I sat back and waited for them to come. There had to be a way out of this. I wanted Rylee back, and I didn’t care what anyone said. I need to stop Valencia from claiming what was mine. A few minutes after being deep in thought, my father and Elder Scott came in. “Son,” “Alpha,” they both bowed.
“Please, come in,” I tell them. They both and sit in the chairs opposite my desk.
“What’s going on, Ash?” My father asked.
“Dad, I found my mate,”
“That’s great, son!” he exclaimed. “Who is it? Is it one of the girls from the visiting packs?”
“No,”
“Then is it a member of our pack?”
“Kind of,”
“Ash, stop be cryptic and tell us,”
“It’s Rylee,” a dead silence took over the room. I looked at both of them, and they both stared at me blankly. “Dad, did you hear me?”
“I heard you, son,” he replied and paused for a moment. “Please tell me that this is some kind of sick joke,”
“It’s not,”
“Why on earth would the moon goddess pair our Alpha with a rogue?” Elder Scott asked.
“Son, tell me you rejected her?”
“I did,”
“Whew, okay then, crisis adverted,” he said.
“No dad, crisis not adverted,” I tell him sternly.
“I don’t understand,”
“Dad, do you know what Rylee’s full name is?” “Ryan Lee,”
“Ehk! Wrong. Her full name is Ryan Lee Duquesne,”
“Alpha, did you say her surname is Duquesne?”
“I did. She used to her full title to accept my rejection. Imagine my surprise when she said that she’s an Alpha’s daughter,” the look on both of their faces were priceless. “My goddess, Rylee is the daughter of Mitchell Duquesne,” Elder Scott said.
“That little b***h!” my father shouted. “She’s been keeping her identity a secret this whole time!”
“What did you expect?” I ask in a condescending tone. “You orchestrated the slaughter of her entire pack when she was ten years old. Old enough to know what was happening, old enough to know her identity, and old enough to know to hide it,” I stood up from my chair and went to the couch. “Rylee hid her pedigree on purpose, because of you, mom, Emma, and every other a*****e in this pack that’s f****d up her life, I lost out on the perfect mate!”
“Scott, can we fix this?” My dad suddenly asked. I knew telling him that Rylee was an Alpha by blood he would try and fix this.
“Well, that all depends on if she has found a second chance mate or not,”
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