Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“I see, this changes things drastically,”
“How so?”
“Well, typically Primordials are trained to control their emotions, and that includes the emotion of love. Especially love. Most have even rejected their mate in order to keep that emotion under control,”
“Is that what you did?” Kendrick asked him.
“Yes, I did,”
“Why?” I asked.
“To protect her. You see, when a Primordial finds their mate, and they produce a pup, that pup can either be another Primordial, or a simple werewolf. It depends on how strong the DNA is. I couldn’t risk producing an heir, let alone a female that would be targeted, so I chose to reject my mate, and leave my pack,”
“Wait, you left your pack, willingly? You being a Primordial also means that you’re an Alpha, why would you do that?” I asked in complete bewilderment.
“I left to protect my pack. You see, my power of telepathy is strong, and it doesn’t require much energy; however, it is tied to my emotions, and whenever I got angry, I found that I was capable of hurting my pack members without realizing it until it was too late. As a responsible Alpha, I stepped down, and gave my pack to my Beta,”
“I don’t understand,” Kendrick said, “Our understanding is that a Primordial has to have a mate, be marked, and shift for the first time on the full moon after their eighteenth birthday in order to gain their powers. How do you have yours if you rejected your mate?” Kenrick had a good point. How did Lorenzo have his powers if he rejected his mate? And by the looks of it, he doesn’t have a mark.
“Where did you read this?” he asked us.
“In a text that the Elders gave to my father, why?” I replied.
“Because that is a lie, a Primordial does not need any prerequisites to gain their powers,” he said and gritted his teeth. I looked at Kendrick who in turn looked at me. Both of us knew immediately that something about the text the Elders gave us was off. “The text that Wyatt found in our pack archives said that the last known Primordial was recorded over a hundred years ago,” Kendrick added. I looked at Lorenzo after Kendrick said that. He was right, there had been no recorded Primordials for over a hundred years. “I see that you are smarter than you look,” he said to Kendrick. “Telepathy is not the only power that I have,” he replies and looks at me. He stares into my eyes and smirks again.
“Holy s**t,” I stare back with wide eyes. “You’re immortal,”
“I am,”
“WHAT!?” Kendrick exclaims.
“But that’s one the rarest powers,” I say out loud.
“I am also the only one who possesses it,” he replied.
“Why is that?” Kendrick asked. Lorenzo just smirks again and gets up. He goes over to the small bookshelf that’s built into the wall between his makeshift kitchen, and the living room where we were sitting. He pulled out a book, and then came back and handed it to me. I opened it and realized that it was a photo album. I looked through it and realized that they were all photos of him. Looking at the quality of the photos, some of these dated back eons. I looked at him confused.
“Those photos only go back a little less than 200 years, when photography was first created,” he says to me.
“Wait, only?” I ask, making sure I heard him right.
“You see that very first photo you see in the album is of me, and another Primordial by the name of Christoff. He was born in the Netherlands, and when I heard of his birth, I went to go find him. To help harness his powers; however, once he became of age, his power of mind control became too much of a hindrance, and his pack betrayed him. At 20 years of age, he was cast out to live as a rogue, and with his powers, he commanded over two dozen rogues, and attacked his former pack,” “Holy s**t,” Kendrick said. I furrowed my brows.
“Christoff rained terror on wolves and other supernatural creatures alike, and he was the reason why the higher powers refused to let another Primordial be born,”
“I thought it was because of Alessandro and his obsession for wanting a female,” I replied.
“Although that is what is written, that is not the only reason. The main reason was to prevent another Alpha losing control of their powers and using them for personal gain. The last female born was about 200 hundred years before Christoff, and she unfortunately did not make it. She was a beautiful creature, and she too possessed the power of mind control, in addition to the power of telepathy, and the power of premonition. Iliana was her name, and she was the last female ever born. Born in 1692, she met her demise around 1735. Her body was discovered outside of her pack grounds after she had been taken by Alessandro for nearly two decades,”
“How does he find them?” I asked.
“They become known when their bond with their mate is broken. Iliana chose not to reject her mate because she had her emotions under control. Unfortunately, her mate had multiple affairs and even fathered multiple children, none of which were Iliana’s. Alessandro found her not too long after she decided her bond was no longer worth fighting for,”
“I don’t understand, how do you know all of this? When the hell were you born?” Kendrick asked.
“When I was born is of no relevance, but what is, is that I can help you with your mate. Because she was never trained the way she should have been, she will need to be trained by someone who knows what they are doing. She may be able to control her powers to an extent, but if she is the chosen one, then whatever her powers are right now, is just the beginning. She will possess some of the greatest powers to ever be gifted to our kind. And if she does not learn to control her emotions, and channel them to her powers, she will lose control, and it will be detrimental to your pack, and to her,”
“What do you mean by detrimental?”
“Your mate could wipe out your entire pack with the snap of her finger if she loses control of her emotions. Especially that of anger and fear,”
“Are you saying that you’re willing to train my mate?”
“Yes, because she technically is part of my bloodline, which makes her my family,” Kendrick and I look at each other, and send each other a mind link,
What do you think, Ken?
She’s your mate man, why does my opinion matter?
Because she’s your f*****g Luna, you dimwit.
Do you think we can trust him?
He doesn’t appear to be lying and Rylee could always let us know if he is. She can read minds.
Good point.
“Okay, what do you need to train her?” I asked him.
“Before we get down to the nitty and gritty details of how I plan to train your mate, I think we need to sign a contract,”
“What kind of contract?”
