My Miracle Luna
Their Gemini Wolves Chapter 47

{Rylee's P.O.V.}

Three months. It has been three godforsaken months since I had that premonition of everyone dying at the Golden Moon Alpha ceremony, and not a single trace of the f*****g Pattersons could be found. I knew for a fact that the only way I could even have that premonition was if the attack was-without a doubt-going to happen, had the ceremony taken place. That meant Eric and that asshat of a son of his had to be within a certain radius; and yet, none of Golden Moon's warriors found any evidence of rogues or uninvited visitors. I've been practically ripping out my own hair while trying to figure out who the mole could be, and where the hell Eric and that sorry excuse of a family of his was hiding. Wyatt had already sent Victor, Justin, and a few others back to the cave where they were held captive at Halfmoon's pack grounds to see if they might be hiding out there. Unfortunately, their search turned up absolutely nothing. But, then again, of course, it would. Eric was anything but stupid, nor was he the type to be obvious. He was much more cunning than that. He knew exactly where people would look first.

"UGH!!!" I grunted in utter frustration. "f**k!"

"Puck ..." I gasped, looked down at my feet, and saw that Sam had magically appeared like Houdini playing with his toys. "Puck," he reiterated.

"No! Sam, don't say that word!" I scolded him. "That's a bad word!"

"Puck!" he said again, only now with the biggest smile on his face.

"Nooo..." I groaned and hung my head back. Not only did my son pick up his first curse word, I basically just gave him another way to push my buttons. Grace and Ronan were not going to be happy about this. "Ooohhh... I'm telling my mom!" I looked up and saw Melody, Milan, and Michelle at my office door.

"I didn't even notice him by my feet. I thought he was over by the corner," I whined. The three of them just laughed at me.

"Don't worry, Riley," Michelle said, plopping down on the couch. "I doubt that Aunt Grace is as bad as Milan's mom. She smacked me and Angelo upside the head when Nicholai started to repeat curse words."

"Yeah, my mom hates profanity. You will rarely ever hear her say anything other than "damn" or "hell". She can barely say "d**k" without wanting to vomit even though she knows it references the male anatomy. She can be such a prude."

"I thought the term prude pertained to someone uncomfortable with s*x?" I asked her.

"It does, and that's my mom. I mean, you would think that by giving birth to twins and having s*x for the last 20 plus years, she'd be used to it already. I swear, my mom is the strangest werewolf I know," Milan responded.

"Sometimes I wish my mom was a prude. Do you know how annoying it is when she brings up s*x to me and Ken!? I mean, seriously. She asked Ken how tight my vag was!" We all glanced sideways at each other and then back at Melody in shock before bursting into laughter simultaneously.

"Vag?! She actually said the word vag!?" Michelle doubled over and started to snort.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY, MICHELLE! MY MOM IS GOING TO EMBARRASS ME TO DEATH!" We continued to laugh until we were all crying and our bellies were aching.

"Hey, speaking of which, I heard the Goldilocks twins are both finally mated," Michelle said once she calmed down enough to speak.

"Okay, one, stop calling them that. Those are my baby sisters. Two, yes, they're both mated and have been for a while. And three, how in the world did you find that out?" I replied.

"Angelo told me after he heard it from Jason."

"Milan!" I shouted at her.

"Don't blame Jace. Wyatt and the others were having a video conference call with Chad, Brent, and Mav, and the guys noticed that Chad and Brent were both finally marked." I smacked my forehead with the palm of my hand. "And my brother says that we gossip too much," Melody retorted.

"Speaking of Eric, is that why you were about to pull out the rest of your hair?" Michelle asked me. All I could do was nod.

"Rylee, you need to stop obsessing over this. If they were going to come after you or your sisters, then they would have already," Milan told me in her usual matter-of-fact manner.

"They are going to. It's not a matter of if, Milan, it's a matter of when. In my vision, Ash takes me and he's pissed. Very, very pissed. Wyatt and my son were dead. Kendrick was dead," I said and looked at Melody. "The only reason why no one has died yet is that Richard was smart enough to just cancel everything. There was no weak point then."

"Still, it's been three months now, do you honestly think that they would still be plotting some kind of attack?" Melody asked.

"I wouldn't put it past him. I mean, he kidnapped Lexie and Lanie from the Lunar Kingdom all because Marvin asked him to. Then he kidnapped my mom, raped her, and got her pregnant with their souls, which in turn made them biologically my sisters. Then, eight years after that, he faked a challenge just to kill my father and take over ..." I suddenly gasped as I began to have an epiphany. "What?" they all asked me.

"Eric took over my pack. He took over Silver Lake," I said to them.

"Everyone knows that, Rylee. That's nothing new," Milan responded to me.

"He also burned it to the ground. That's how he found Rylee," Melody added.

"Even I know what happened to Silver Lake. That hit the news for all of the supernatural community. Though, everyone found it hella strange that Eric burned down a perfectly good packhouse," Michelle responded, scrunching her face.

"You guys, Silver Lake is the only place we haven't gone to look for him!" I exclaimed. They all looked at me and quirked a brow.

"Why would we though? Silver Lake is nothing but ashes. No offense," Milan said.

"None taken. But don't you see? My pack grounds belonged to Eric. He said that he wanted the land but burned it instead. Obviously, because the land wasn't his actual target. My family was. But the land was still his fair and square, at least, until he was arrested. With no packhouse and no pack, Silver Lake became barren, and open for the taking. Disgraced or not, Eric is still an Alpha, and so is Ash."

"Wait, you're not thinking that when they faked their deaths, they went to Silver Lake and claimed the land, do you?" Melody asked. "That's preposterous."

"Actually, Dot, it's not," Milan said while looking over the map on my desk. "If I remember correctly, Silver Lake was right here. Right smack dab in the middle of us and Golden Moon." We all looked at each other. "I don't think Rylee's theory is so far-fetched. If there is one thing that Jason's dad taught us, it was that there is no such thing as coincidences."

"I need to tell Wyatt," I said and immediately stood up from my desk. "Can you watch Sam, Mel?"

"Of course." I smiled and sprinted out of the office to go find Wyatt. I knew he was out back training with the guys. He'd taken a leave of absence from work to concentrate on finding the Pattersons. Thankfully, his company's Vice President has been handling all of the political mumbo jumbo perfectly, and only contacted Wyatt when they needed his approval on anything major. Wyatt's company had really taken off after the final unveiling of the packhouse they renovated in Spain for the pack that he visited before. They raved about how well the renovations had gone and that they were even better than the Alpha had hoped for. Now, packs from all over the world were wanting to do business with his company.

I went out back and found the guys grappling on the ground. It was almost summer, and the ground was already scorching hot, yet, there they were-shirtless, shoeless, and rolling around the training grounds covered in dirt and sand.

After Dorian's trainers had worked closely with Angelo, Owen, Maddox, and Hugo over the course of the last few months, Wyatt had finally approved for more realistic training. Which meant punches were no longer pulled, and body-slamming was fair game. Pack members left and right were being sent to the hospital, and Dr. Andrews had become noticeably understaffed in a matter of weeks. Thankfully, none of the injuries sustained during training were life-threatening, and all pack members that were sent there in the morning were out by the afternoon; only to end up back there the next day.

"AHH, f**k!!! THAT BURNS WYATT!!" I heard someone screech. I was shaken from my thoughts and saw that Wyatt had Kendrick pinned on the ground, his back fully on the hot pavement outside of the cool dirt in the training area. Wyatt let him up, and sure enough, Kendrick had a burn on his back. "What the f**k, dude?!"

"You'll live," was all Wyatt replied nonchalantly. I rolled my eyes and walked over to them.

"Ken, let me see," I said to him. The guys had finally noticed me. I looked at his back, and thankfully, it wasn't burned too badly. I used my powers to grab some water from the fountain nearby, turned it into ice for him, and placed it on his back. "Ohhh... That's it. That feels amazingggggg..." Kendrick practically moaned obscenely.

"Rylee, what are you doing out here?" Wyatt finally asked me.

"Wyatt, have you sent anyone to go look at Silver Lake?" I asked him abruptly.

"Silver Lake? Your old pack?" he asked me, making sure he heard correctly. I nodded. "No, why?"

"Wyatt, when Eric had challenged my father, he challenged him for our pack and won. He won Silver Lake from my dad."

"We know that already. But the challenge was voided when Eric admitted to using the challenge to cover up premeditated murder."

"Ten years after the fact," I replied. Wyatt paused and gaped at me. "Even though he had burned down the packhouse, and killed everyone, the land itself still belonged to him, legally, until he was found out."

"What are trying to say, Rylee?" Jason asked, coming over to us.

"You're a businessman, Wyatt. If you had a piece of land as big as Silver Lake in your name for almost a decade, would you leave it barren?" I asked him. He looked at me questionably.

"No, I would either rebuild, or I would sell."

"Exactly."

"But, from what we heard, Eric didn't do either," Kendrick responded as he tried to look at his back. "He told the investigating Elder that he felt that it had no purpose or something along those lines. Said that the land wasn't worth it. That's when he dug his own grave by admitting that he faked the challenge."

"Right," I replied and looked back at Wyatt.

"You think he built something at Silver Lake in secret, don't you?" he asked me, and I shrugged.

"Either that, or he would have taken it from rogues after his escape. Silver Lake became a wasteland because Eric didn't claim it as part of his property. So, rogues would have moved in and what's that word? Scooted? No, squatted! Rogues could have squatted there in passing," I explained. Wyatt looked at Kendrick and Jason.

"Jace, get Victor and the others and take a team to Silver Lake. See if there's anything out of the ordinary. Take pictures and videos, but don't venture too far onto the territory. If Eric is squatting there, we don't want him to find out we found him."

"You got it," Jason said and smirked at me. I smiled at Wyatt and he gave me a look of l**t and desire.

"Wyatt, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Oh, hell no, I'm out of here," Kendrick said when he also saw the way Wyatt was looking at me like I was fresh meat of some sort. I was watching Kendrick's retreating form when I heard a very animalistic and lustful growl. I turned towards Wyatt, and his eyes were pitch black. "Wyatt, stop looking at me like that. We don't have time for this!"

"There is always time for s*x, Rylee. Especially with you. Have I ever told you that your intelligence is the sexiest attribute about you?"

"Wyatt, we've been over this! You practically broke me when we got back from Golden Moon!" I squealed when he lunged at me playfully.

"You loved it. I'd never heard you scream my name so f*****g loud before. I want to make you scream that loud all the time," he said as he chased me.

"I'm faster than you!" I shouted and used my super-speed to dodge his arms.

"Oh, you want to play that again, do you!?" he yelled after me and started to chase me down. "Need I remind you what will happen when I catch you!?"

"You mean, if!" I shouted back. I heard him growl and the sound of clothes ripping made me put some extra oomph into my steps as Blade came bounding after me. I decided to let Kaleigh out so she and Blade could have some fun for themselves as well. {Third Person P.O.V.}

As Rylee, Wyatt, and their wolves were having their little fun, they were too engulfed in each other to notice that they were being watched from afar. Along the hillside around the Blue Lake pack, a spy was in their midst, recording everything they were doing. Once the spy had enough, he left and returned to Eric Patterson to inform him of what he had witnessed.

Ever since the Golden Moon ceremonies were canceled, the Pattersons had been perfecting their plan for revenge against everyone. Even though their initial plan to attack the ceremony was a bust, it did not deter them. It only made them much more determined, and that much more devoted. In hindsight, for them, it gave ample time to concoct a plan that would be literally foolproof. Only, they still had no idea Rylee was the reason behind their failed attack before.

When the spy returned to Silver Lake, he himself had no idea that he was being watched now. Jason and the team he put together observed from about a hundred yards away from the Silver Lake border. The spy went into the burned packhouse that looked like it would come crumbling down with the smallest vibration.

"Did you find out anything useful?" Eric asked his spy.

"I found out something alright, something is interesting about the Luna of Blue Lake."

"What do you mean?" Eric asked. Ash lifted his head from the table where he was working after the spy mentioned Rylee.

"See for yourself." The spy handed Eric a tablet with the video recordings he made, and Ash came to hover and look for himself. Three things caught their attention. Rylee manipulating water and turning into ice in thin air, her inhumane speed in human form, and the fact that her wolf was baby blue.

"What the f**k?" Ash mumbled more to himself than anything. He was in awe of her. He was already head over heels in love with her and loathing how he let her go by being a pompous d**k, but to see that she had powers and a rare colored wolf made him and his wolf, Kano, howl in delight and then snarl in envy.

"What is this?" Eric demanded. "Did you know!?" Eric asked his son.

"Of course, I didn't! I wouldn't have rejected her had I known she was a rare wolf! The question is, how the hell didn't you know!? You're the one who took her in as a kid!"

"I thought she was an Omega! How was I supposed to know she was the heir to these lands!?"

"You have to be f*****g joking me. And to think you were once an Alpha. She was the only child left alive, and she was hidden away like precious cargo. It should have been obvious that she was someone of great importance. The fact that you didn't even know the Silver Lake Alpha and his Luna had a kid makes you even more incompetent. To think that you were so obsessed with Rylee's mom, you faked a challenge to kill her mate to try and win her over. f*****g despicable." Ash spit at his father and walked away. "Worthless excuse of a son," Eric muttered back. They growled and snarled at each other, and the spy just rolled his eyes. Their constant bickering was getting tiresome. If only they knew just how precious and rare Rylee truly was.

The spy walked away to let the squabbling, disgraced Alphas hash it out as they always did. How they haven't killed each other, he would never know. As the spy was leaving the confinements of the Silver Lake packhouse towards the border of the land, he was suddenly grabbed and pinned against a tree. His eyes bulged out of his head when he saw who had him.

"Well, well, well, lookie, look at who we have here," Jason said, studying the spy once over.

"Wait, is this who I think it is?" Angelo asked, checking out the spy as well.

"Yes, indeed it is. Gentlemen, may I introduce you to Mr. West. Andrea's father."