My Miracle Luna
Their Gemini Wolves Chapter 48

{Wyatt's P.O.V.}

Regardless of the state of affairs prior to the recon mission, I was naive to think I would feel a sense of relief knowing we finally had a lead on the whereabouts of that s**t stain and his family. I sat at my desk in my home office with Rylee by my side as Jason reported his findings to me. Despite hearing everything he said, I still caught myself zoning out as I stared up at him while he spewed the information he and the others found out. The fact that Andrea's father was a spy for Eric Patterson made my skin crawl. I had released him and his mate under the premise that they would go find Andrea after her banishment. But instead of reuniting with her and moving on with their lives, he went about teaming up with the Pattersons and had been spying on us. "Wait, so if he's been spying on us for Eric, what happened to his mate and Andrea?" Rylee asked Jason.

"He said that after they found Andrea, she received the medical help she needed from human doctors, but she's badly scarred."

"So instead of being grateful that I let her live, they've been plotting against me?" I asked in annoyance.

"Not them, just him. Apparently, his mate and Andrea have no idea what he's been up to. He covered it up by lying to them and saying he's been going to work. He even fabricated this elaborate lie that he found a job with humans to sustain their living arrangements."

"How is Eric even paying him?" Rylee asked.

"Something about some hidden wealth," Jason answered.

"I was right, though. They're hiding out at my old pack."

"It appears so. Though, West did give us something we could use," Jason responded.

"What's that?" I asked.

"The fact that Ash and his father are constantly at each other's throats."

"That's nothing new, though. They were always fighting when I was living under their roof. Ash always hated how Eric dictated his life. Ash was always trying to please him, but it never seemed to be enough. The only time I ever saw Eric even remotely proud of Ash was when he gave him the Alpha title, and even then, I don't think it was genuine," Rylee said.

"Dearest, were you even at the ceremony? If my memory serves me right, you were inside getting beat up by Emma and Nicole," I reminded her as I dug through the layers of my memories from when I first saw her.

"I saw the handover, went inside, and then got beat up," she retorted while smacking my shoulder before she turned her attention back to Jason. "Does he know who the mole is at Golden Moon?"

"No, he doesn't. I asked him, and he said that he has no idea who else Eric has under his thumb. He only knows as much as Eric tells him, which is next to nothing. Which I don't get, honestly. Why hire spies but keep them in the dark about everything?" "Because of situations like this. If any of his spies are ever caught, they could never tell their captors Eric's plans, because they don't know. If they die, they die. Eric could give two-shits about them," I answered, making Jason nod. "This just goes to show just how stupid Eric isn't," Rylee said while rubbing her temples.

"We have another problem," Jason hesitantly brought up. Rylee stopped rubbing her temples to look at him. "West had a video recording of you two running in your wolf forms, but before that, the recording shows Rylee using her super speed. He showed it to Patterson."

"So, they know I have super speed and that my wolf is a unique color?" Rylee verified and Jason nodded. "f**k it then. Let them know. It'll piss Ash off even more that he rejected me."

"He's probably whining like the little b***h he is, thinking that I took his most prized possession from him. I can only imagine how he will react if he ever finds out what you really are," I told her as I snaked my arms around her waist, pulling her down into my lap where I subsequently nuzzled her neck with my nose and kissed her flesh. She could only roll her eyes in response and shook her head while trying to stifle a giggle. "Jace, were you able to find out anything else?" I asked him as I noticed him smirking at us. "Not much that pertains to how we're going to catch them. Which reminds me, what do we do with West? If we keep him locked up, Patterson will eventually figure out he's missing, but if we let him go, he'll probably just go back to Patterson to tell him that we're onto him. If he gets wind that we know where his base of operations is, then that ruins our chance of getting rid of him once and for all."

"I hear you, Jace, and I've been contemplating the same thing," I responded, resting my forehead on Rylee's shoulder as I thought about how to handle this delicate situation. On the one hand, I could just kill West for taking advantage of my kindness to release him, only for him to turn his back on me, but what's not to say I can't leverage him?

"Wyatt, you're thinking too hard!" Rylee exclaimed. I looked at her and quirked an eyebrow at her for reading my thoughts. "Don't give me that look. The easiest way for us to maintain the upper hand is to play dirty. No more Miss Nice Primordial," she declared and pushed herself off my lap and stomped out of my office. Jason and I looked at one another before we quickly followed her. As we were pacing after her, we ran into Kendrick, but he didn't have a chance to say anything as we rushed past him.

"Yo, where's the fire?!" he called out after us. A few seconds later, I could hear his footsteps behind us.

"Rylee, where are you-" I was about to ask where she was going until I saw her making a beeline for the dungeon doors.

"Move, Maddox!" Rylee shouted at him. He didn't even hesitate to move out of the way for her. I glared at him as I walked past.

"Sorry, Alpha, but I'm not getting in her way when she's on a mission." I honestly couldn't say that I blamed him.

When we arrived at the bottom of the staircase that led to the cells, Rylee was already inside West's cell. We got the tail end of her throwing him across the cell with her powers.

"f*****g hell, Rylee!" I shouted at her and ran inside to calm her down.

"You're out of control!" West spurted out. "I should have known you would abuse your powers!"

"I'm not abusing anything. Well, except for maybe you!" She retorted and strung him up mid-air.

"You can't do this to me!" he cried out like a little girl.

"Actually, I can. The laws that pertain to attacking another wolf only apply to innocent pack members, and the last I checked, you're no longer a pack member. Also, I wouldn't exactly call you innocent. After all, you're working for a wanted fugitive. That makes you an accessory if I'm not mistaken." I couldn't stop the smile that formed across my face. Rylee really has come a long way in terms of werewolf law.

"This is ridicu-AHHH!!!" West screamed bloody murder which shook me from my proud thoughts. I looked up and saw that Rylee had his arm folded like a pretzel.

"Rylee!" I called out to her, but I saw that her eyes were fully clouded over.

"What the f**k is she doing?" Kendrick asked.

"She's forcing herself into his mind. She's going to get every piece of information out of him if it's the last thing she does." After a few minutes of just standing around, Rylee's eyes turned back to normal, and she dropped West to the ground.

"Now that I know where your mate and Andrea are, you have two choices, West," Ryle announced to him. He glanced upwards while cradling his arm, his eyes filled with terror. "You switch sides and work for us, and spy on Eric, or, I kill you and have our pack warriors go pick up your mate and daughter and have them brought here to die as well. Your choice."

"Rylee, we don't bargain with people's lives like that!" I scolded her but she snarled at me in response.

"Are you telling me that their lives are more important than the life of your son!? Don't forget, Wyatt, in my vision pups were killed without mercy, and that included ours! You died either trying to save him, or you were blindsided while mourning him," she croaked out while tears brimmed her eyes. Her small hands were clenched into fists as her jaw ticked. "I will do whatever it takes to keep our son alive, and by any means necessary!" I let out a sigh and just nodded my head. Rylee had a point. She turned her attention back to West. "What's it going to be?"

"You can't be serious!? It's a lose-lose situation for me and my family! I help you, and Eric kills my family. If I help him, you kill my family!"

"You should have thought of that before," Rylee sneered. West's eyes widened when he finally came to the realization that Rylee wasn't going to falter on her choices. You could see the wheels turning in his head as his eyes darted back and forth, up, and around, and down to the floor before he finally ground his teeth and heaved out a sigh of defeat.

"Fine, you win, Luna."

"That's what I thought."

We spent the next hour or so prepping him on what to say to Eric. Eric may not have been stupid enough to tell West anything about his plans, but he was stupid enough to use someone that used to be part of this pack. Even stupider to use someone from Chad's pack, though, we still had yet to find out who it was. Rylee kept suggesting it was likely Chad's stalker, Lorelai, but former Beta Jackson assured that she had not once left the packhouse after the girls had arrived there.

Brent thought it could be her brother, hellbent on revenge after getting his punishment for mistakenly attacking Rylee, but Richard assured that he wouldn't be stupid enough to do something that would cost him his life. He was already scared of Rylee as it is after seeing what she could do. It wouldn't make sense for him to piss her off even more than he already had. Rylee decided that it would be best for William and Olivia to go back to Golden Moon disguised as lone wolves and ask for membership into Richard's pack. That way, William could use his powers to see if he could find the mole.

Rylee was insistent that she go herself because this was so personal for her even though I protested against it. It took me, Chad, and William to convince her not to go in there. She would make it too obvious that she was looking for the mole even if she were to be in disguise. Chad also reassured her that Ryker has been keeping a close eye on the girls. He never strayed too far from them. Apparently, having a weretiger for a personal guard has kept away the crazies like Lorelai, her brother, and any other pack member who wanted to try and pick on Lexie and Lanie. A lot of the bullying has stopped since Chad has officially marked Lanie and Brent Lexie, but it doesn't stop the mean glares, at least not until Ryker growled and showed his eyes to people.

After we released West back into the lion's den that was Eric's hiding place, I sent Angelo and Victor out to follow him from afar to gather as much information as possible. Eric wouldn't be dumb enough to give up anything to West that could really be of any use, so it was up to my men to do their due diligence. Even though we knew where they were hiding, we couldn't go in blind. If Rylee's premonition three months ago was any indication of what Eric and Ash were capable of, then I needed to do as much recon as possible, and make sure that there were no loose ends or hidden agendas.

Just thinking about the fact that Sam was killed in that attack, made my skin crawl, my blood boil, and my heart ache. Rylee was right about one thing; West's family was of no importance to us or our pack, not anymore. He made his choice and now, he was going to have to live with them, even if it meant the death of his family. West was either really stupid or really desperate to team up with Eric Patterson-a mass murderer.

A part of me couldn't stop wondering exactly how I died holding our son in my arms. There could honestly be any number of scenarios that result in my death, but Sam's? There was only one. Ash killed him. Eric would have no reason to harm my son as there would be no benefit to him. But that fucker Ash would reap all of the benefits that came with killing my heir. He wouldn't hurt Rylee, at least not kill her anyway; he's too obsessed with her for that. But killing Sam and then me would give him the emotional advantage over her, or our deaths would make her the scariest she-wolf to have ever existed.

With Rylee's powers being primarily tied to her emotions, the death of anyone close to her would tip the scale on her control in the wrong direction. But seeing how she reacted when she saw me and our son dead, I would hate to be on the receiving end of that wrath.

"What are you thinking so hard about?" I peered down at Rylee who was staring up at me. I smiled a little and pulled her close to me. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, for now."

"What were you thinking about just now? And don't try to lie to me," she warned as she wrapped her arms around my waist.

"Oh, just how much I want to rip Ash's head from his body."

"Get in line." I chuckled at her response. "He's the one who killed Sam, I just know he did," she said quietly.

"Either you read my mind, or we're thinking the same thing," I replied and looked down at her.

"No, I didn't read your mind. It makes sense that Ash would go after Sam. He's the next Alpha in line to Blue Lake and the product of our bond. Unless you and I have more pups, he would be the last Primordial. Even if, by some horrible twist of fate, Ash were to get his hands on me, mate with me, and we produced a pup, it wouldn't be a Primordial. William said that only pups I had with you would inherit our powers." I growled in response to hearing her even mention a hypothetical situation where she had that mutt's pups. My grasp on her tightened as I held her incredibly close. "Calm down, I'm not saying I would ever let him touch me, I'm just saying that Sam's death would destroy not only the Valencia bloodline but William's as well, even though we're born differently." "That's never going to happen, Rylee. Yes, you had a vision, but it's been three months, and nothing has happened." "Yet," she added.

"Even if something does, we're no longer going to be blindsided or caught off guard. Neither will Chad's pack. We've both put extra measures in place to ensure the safety of our packs and the people who reside in them. The Elders are also keeping their eye out for anything that changes. Until Eric is found, everyone will be on high alert." "We already know where he is though!"

"All the more reason to wait him out. Unless West wants to witness his family's death, he will keep his mouth shut to Eric about us knowing where he's hiding out."

"I can't believe that he's soiling my old pack grounds with his presence there. It's f****d up enough that he killed my family and burned my home to the ground, but now he's squatting there, tainting it even more!"

"I'm sorry that your old pack is being tarnished this way, but I promise you, once Eric and his family are out of lives for good, we will restore Silver Lake." She looked up at me in shock.

"What?" I just smiled down at her. "What do you mean by restore?"

"What do you think I mean, Tink. We're going to rebuild Silver Lake's packhouse and make it a vacation home for our family!"

"Do you really mean that?"

"Yes, and we will have memorials built for your parents. One's that they are deserving of." Her eyes brimmed with tears again, and this time, they instantly fell. I wiped them away with my thumbs as I cupped her face. "Wyatt..." she sobbed.

"I'm sorry I couldn't do this for you sooner, dearest. This should have been done last year after everything settled down, but we weren't in the best of places. I know that's not an excuse, but it did cloud my better judgment on a lot of things. But I want to make it up to you, and to your parents. Uncle Mitch and Aunt Megan would kick my a*s if they saw how badly I had treated you and our bond over the last couple of years. If they had been alive when all that s**t happened, I'm sure that they would have castrated me, or worse, taken you away from me." She let out a small giggle as tears streamed down her petite face.

"I love you, Wyatt."

"Not as much as I love you." She sobbed and leaned into my chest as I held her close. "Also, while we're on the subject of kids, tell me, do you want more?" She stopped crying instantly and froze in my arms. She looked up again and lifted an eyebrow at me. "Do you?" she asked in return while dodging her response.

"Of course. I want at least five."

"FIVE?!?"

"At least," I reiterated.

"I'M NOT GETTING PREGNANT FOUR MORE TIMES, WYATT!!" she screamed and pushed me away. "Giving birth to Sam was hard enough as it was. You want me to do it four more times?!"

"At least." She gawked at me. "And hey, who knows, maybe we can knock it out in two rounds and not four. There's always the possibility of having multiples." She scoffed. "Hmmm... I can just see it now, your sexy body swelling with my pup or pups again. f**k, it makes me hard just thinking about it," I teased her and put her hand on top of my ever-growing hard-on.

"Wyatt!" she squealed and pulled her hand back, seemingly flustered.

"What's wrong, baby? You love it when I get a raging boner, remember?"

"Oh my god!" she squeaked and blushed.

"f**k, Rylee, I can't wait to plant more of my seed inside of you," I moaned as I pulled her flush against me and nibbled on her mark, causing her to moan in response. The air around us was instantly filled with her arousal. "See, you want it too," I teased and sucked on her flesh. "Wy...Wya...Oh f**k," she moaned even harder as my hand went between her legs.

"I think we should get a move on and give Sam a younger sibling, or two, or four," I said and lifted her into my arms. She pulled me into a deep and passionate kiss as I sped up the stairs to our room and slammed the door behind us. Dealing with Eric would have to wait until tomorrow, for the rest of the day and night, I planned on making love to Rylee until she saw stars.