Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“I know, but I get the feeling that he isn’t,” she nodded her head and we went back to the cell. I stepped back to let Rylee do her thing.
***Rylee’s P.O.V.***
I stood in front of the cell and looked at the boy in front of me. Wyatt wasn’t kidding, he looked young, and his wounds weren’t healing. What shocked me more was the fact that he was chained with silver, yet his wrist and ankles weren’t burning. “Hi, my name is Rylee Dusquesne, what’s yours?” I asked carefully.
“Victor, Victor Aguilar,”
“Victor, do you know how you ended up here?”
“You guys kidnapped me,” he replied. He wasn’t lying. Although it wasn’t true, in his mind, he thinks we kidnapped him.
“Can you tell me the last thing you remember?”
“Why don’t you ask your boyfriend over there? I told him all of this already,” he said with a broken voice.
“Um, well, my boyfriend doesn’t know how to pass along messages, so I need you to tell me in your words, please?” I asked nicely hoping he would see I meant him no harm. Something about his was off. Even though smelled like a rogue, even I had a hard time believing he was a werewolf.
“I was at the movies with my girlfriend Gina, and then we were mugged. Then I woke up here,” he responded and again, he wasn’t lying. He was telling the truth.
“Victor, how old are you?”
“19,”
“Do you know what today is?”
“I’m going to guess Sunday, since I went to the movies on Saturday,” wrong answer, but not a lie.
“Victor, what’s today’s date?” Wyatt asked him. He was thinking the same thing I was.
“It’s Sunday, December 4th,” wrong answer yet again, but he was telling the truth in his own mind. I looked at Wyatt and at the others and they were all thinking the same thing.
“Victor, it’s not December 4th, it’s December 18th,” Wyatt told him.
“What!? You’ve kept me, prisoner, for two weeks!?” Victor shouted.
“No, we haven’t,” I replied. “Victor, we found you today,” Victor looked at me in shock, but his eyes told me he knew that I wasn’t lying. “Victor, what are you?”
“What do you mean what am I? Are you asking for my race?”
“No, I’m asking about your species,” I reply.
“What the f**k? Are you serious right now!? I’m human! What else would I be!?”
“Wyatt,” I looked back at him and he was shocked as well.
“Jason, unchain him and put into one of the cleaner cells. Keep his feet chained though. Clean him up, bring clothes, food, and water. And get Dr. Andrews down here for care for his wounds and tell him I want a blood a sample. No one is allowed down here until we figure out what the hell is going on,”
“Yes, sir,”
“Victor, we’re going to take care of you okay. You don’t have to be afraid of us,”
“I don’t care what happens to me, please, just don’t hurt Gina,” he replied and lowered his head in defeat. I walked back to Wyatt and put my hands on his chest.
“Wyatt, he’s not lying. In his mind, he is telling the truth, but that’s not the scary part,”
“What is it?”
“The rogue smell, it’s going away. Victor is human,” I say and look up at Wyatt who is furrowing his brows.
“Alpha, the Luna is correct, I can sense it as well. Whatever happened to this boy, I don’t think we were ever meant to find out. Whoever did this to him, probably didn’t expect him to survive the attack, or expected him to run away when their loss became inevitable,”
“So, he’s telling the truth? He doesn’t remember what happened to him for the last two weeks?” Wyatt asks.
“I may not be able to detect lies the way the Luna can, but with my heightened sense of smell, even I can sense when someone is attempting to lie, but he wasn’t,” “Kendrick,” Wyatt called to him.
“What’s up?”
“Grab my sister and Milan and go through human news stories. Go back to two weeks ago, and see if there are missing person reports for a Victor Aguilar matching his description, and see if you can figure what happened to his girlfriend, Gina,”
“I need a last name on the girlfriend,” Kendrick said. I turned to Victor was now being placed in a much nicer cell with an actual bed, and toilet and only one ankle being chained.
“Victor, I want to help find your girlfriend, can you tell me her last name?”
“Why? So, you guys can kidnap her too! f**k you!” he spat.
Like I’m going tell you fuckers her last name is Jefferson.
“Well, at least I know I can read the thoughts of humans too,” I whisper to Wyatt and the others. “Her last name is Jefferson,” I tell Kendrick. He nods and leaves the cellar. I looked at Victor and can see just how weak and defeated he is. There was no doubt that someone did this to him, but the question is why?
***Kendrick’s P.O.V.***
After getting Melody and Milan, we went into Rylee’s office to go over news stories of the human variety. It didn’t take us long to find the news coverage on an affluent 19-year old by the name of Victor Aguilar who went missing after going to the movies with his girlfriend Gina Jefferson on December 3rd.
