Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“There’s so much more to her than we know or realize, and I need to be sure I know everything there is to her if I’m going to protect her,”
“Well, if it means protecting the Luna, then let’s get to studying,”
I needed to know everything there is to her, and there was only one place I knew of that would hold the information I needed. .
***Wyatt’s P.O.V.***
After leaving Zaragoza, Kendrick and I made our way to Vatican City. I had no intention of keeping this trip a secret from Rylee, but I needed to be sure I could actually find out more about her and all of the potential dangers that we may face if anything were to ever happen to our bond. I had the utmost confidence in it, but even I knew that there was the potential ‘what if’ that could happen.
Once we landed, we headed over to the library down the road from Sistine Chapel. As soon as entered the holy grounds, we could instantly feel eyes on us. Though werewolves were not products of the devil, like vampires, witches, and demons, we were still considered to be dangerous and those who were righteous and holy like monks, nuns, and priests could sense that we weren’t human. It made for a compromising situation when we were approached by a priest. “You should not be here,” he said to Kendrick and me.
“Father, we are here to just do some research. We mean no harm,” I tell him.
“I’m surprised the heavens even allowed you to enter these sacred grounds,”
“It’s because we’re not spawns of evil, even you know that father,” Kendrick said. The priest looked at both of us, almost studying our souls.
“Father, you obviously know of our kind,” I say to him.
“I do, very intimately,”
“Then perhaps you can help us,”
“Why would I want to help you?”
“I didn’t say anything about you wanting to help us, I said that you can help us,”
“Speak,”
“Have you heard of the rare wolf called the Primordial?” His face when I said this was one of shock and amazement. “So, you have heard of it,” I state. He fixes his composure and has us follow him. We get to a room on the other side of the library that he has to be unlocked with a special key.
“Come,” he says and we follow him inside. He locks the door behind us and turns on the lights. He leads us down a spiral staircase, down a long corridor, and into another room while flicking on different lights along the way. “Dude, why do I feel like we’re playing a role in National Treasure,”
“Shut up, Ken,”
When the priest turns on the final light, Kendrick and I jump back, both of almost shifting right then and there when we came face to face with a werewolf statue. It was humungous and it almost looked like it was alive at first. Once Ken and I realized it was only a statue, we controlled our wolves.
“Father, what is this?” I asked him.
“This is the first known Primordial, William. Discovered in 5000 B.C. He was quite the leader, he was known as a true Alpha, that was until he came into his powers. According to legend, William lost control and became hungry for power that he lost his humanity. He was never able to take the form of a human again. Anyone he turned, all met that same fate,”
“I’d never heard of such a thing,” Kendrick said while circling the statue.
“Primordials were some of the most feared of your kind, and most if not all possessed great power, some more than others,”
“That I already know, father, what can you tell me about a female Primordial?”
“Ah, females, are even rarer. Only two have been recorded to have existed, and both were met with the same fate,”
“Death, by a vampire,”
“Yes, Alessandro. There are tales that say he is still waiting for the perfect female to make his bride. Though I doubt the heavens would allow another to exist,”
“I read in a book that there would be one more, one that would be powerful enough to stop him,”
“I have read this as well; however, there has been no word of another female coming into existence,” “That’s because she’s supposed to be dead,” I answer. The priest looks at me with wide eyes. “Are you telling me she exists?” he asks with concern in his voice.
“She does, she’s my mate,”
“She must die!”
“WHAT!?” I grabbed the priest by the throat.
“Wyatt! Let him go! Come on man, he’s a priest!” Kendrick was doing his best to break my hold on him. I finally dropped the priest as he coughed for air.
“You are not an ordinary wolf, you are an Alpha,” he says while catching his breath and getting up off the floor. “You say this Primordial is recorded to be dead?”
“Yes,”
“Then it needs to remain that way. I’m sure you read that your bond as mates is what keeps her hidden from Alessandro,” I nod my head. “Then there is nothing else I can tell you. Everything you know is already written in any text,” “Come on man, this was a waste of time. Let’s get home to our girls,” Kendrick said and pulled my arm.
“Wait,” we both stopped and looked at the priest. “I may not be able to tell you anything more, but there is someone who might. Go Parco dei Castelli Romani, and seek out a man named Lorenzo Rossi, he may be able to assist you,” “Let’s go, Kendrick,”
Once we found our way out of the library, Kendrick and I rented a car and made are our way to Parco dei Castelli Romani. It was about an hour’s drive. The entire trip there, Kendrick and I didn’t say a word. I was still boiling from the fact that the priest had the nerve to tell me that Rylee needed to die, all because of what she was. Rylee didn’t ask to be born, the moon goddess made her, and she and high powers are the ones that were giving her powers.
When we got to Parco dei Castelli Romani, I parked the car, and we made our way on foot. We stopped multiple people asking for this Lorenzo Rossi, and most people had no idea who we were talking about. Kendrick and I split up and walked around asking anyone that looked like they were from the area, but it was mostly tourists. After about two hours of asking around, I finally found someone that was native to the area,
“Sai dove posso trovare Lorenzo Rossi?” (Do you know where I can find Lorenzo Rossi?)
“Vai nella foresta,” (Go to the forest)
“Grazie,” they nodded their head and walked off. It was strange, but it almost as if this person weren’t even real, but I shrugged it off. I met back up with Kendrick. “Hey, anything?” he asked.
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