My Miracle Luna
Their Gemini Wolves Chapter 54

{Rylee's

P.O.V.}

The moment I heard what Lexie and Lanie had to say about Eric and how he had overpowered my father, it was as if someone cast a spell over me, and my body went on autopilot. I couldn't stop myself from leaving Golden Moon and going straight to the source of

my anger-Eric Patterson.

Everything felt surreal since I was moving so fast that it felt like I was flying, and my feet seemed to float off the ground as they carried me directly to the place that I once called home. I realized that I haven't seen Silver Lake since the day Eric abducted me from thereafter he brutally slaughtered everyone. Now that I knew how he pulled it off, nothing was going to stop me from getting my revenge.

"RYLEE, STOP!" William had suddenly appeared, blocking my path.

"MOVE, WILLIAM!"

"RYLEE, STAND DOWN!"

"NO! GET OUT OF MY WAY! I'M GOING TO END HIM ONCE AND FOR ALL!"

"Rylee, what did I tell you about controlling your anger!?"

"HE IS THE SOURCE OF MY ANGER! HIM AND ASH! I'LL CALM DOWN WHEN THEY'RE DEAD!" I snapped at him. I could see the beginning of the pack border where Silver Lake once stood. The lake that was previously filled with fresh, clean, and blue water was now drier than the Sahara Desert. Seeing my birthplace completely turned into a barren wasteland broke my heart.

I pushed past William to get through, but he used his powers against me and pulled me back, throwing me at least a hundred yards backward. Before I could even stand up, he was in front of me again and forced me back even further. "WHY ARE YOU STOPPING ME!? HE NEEDS TO DIE!"

"RYLEE, ENOUGH!!!" he roared at me in a voice so powerful it made my hair blowback, and the birds in the area flew away while squawking in fear. His eyes were bright red, and I knew his wolf had taken over due to my lack of cooperation. I stared into his eyes defiantly until the dam finally broke and I screamed at the top of my lungs while falling to my knees, bawling into my hands.

I felt so defeated and even more conflicted than ever before. I thought I could let go of the past after seeing what I had seen, but I was wrong. I chose not to see my father in the past because I didn't want to be tempted into telling him everything and trying to change the past, but I was regretting that more than anything right now. I regretted not showing myself to him, so he could see me all grown up. I had decided not to because I felt it would be cruel and unusual.

While I was kneeling on the ground, wishing I could bury myself further into the dirt and drowning in my own tears, I felt William put his hand on my shoulder as he knelt down beside me. He wrapped his arms around me, and I felt nothing but warmth. It wasn't like Selene, no, her warmth came from the moon. That was a feeling that no one else could mimic. William's warmth was different. It was almost ... fatherly. "It hurts," I sobbed. "What does?"

"Everything. It hurts so much. The pain of losing my family, the pain of being able to see them but not touch them. The pain of watching my mother give herself to Eric to protect Silver Lake. The pain of knowing that Eric did all of this and yet he's still alive. The pain of knowing that they were meant to die no matter what the circumstances. All of it. It just hurts. I just want the pain to go away. Why won't the pain go away!?" I cried.

"Because pain never goes away, Rylee. At least, not fully. There will always be pain in our lives, whether it be physical or emotional. It's how we endure the pain that sets us apart from those like Eric. Ones who use pain as an excuse to hurt others. The kind of people who want to make others suffer because their own life is miserable. If you go in there now, you'll be just like him. Killing in cold blood won't make you feel better, Rylee." "How do you know?"

"I know. Believe me, I know. I was once in your shoes. I lost someone very near and dear to me, and the pain and anger that followed clouded my judgment. I hurt those close to me and struck fear into the hearts of those who had once looked to me for leadership and guidance. It's precisely why I am always telling you to control your anger. One mistake as a Primordial, and the world will turn on you in the blink of an eye. Someone wise once told me that you should use powers to show people what you can do for them, and not what you can do to them." I lifted my head with tears still falling from my eyes, and he gently wiped them away.

"Please, don't leave me," I begged him. "I still need you."

"No, Rylee, you don't. You're more than strong enough to handle all of this on your own. But don't use your anger and pain as an excuse to stoop to Eric's level. Use it to surpass him. Show him why your mother was mated to your father, and not to him. Show him who you are here," he said as he pointed to my heart. "And why you were able to overcome it all despite the pain and the suffering you went through. If you do what he would do, he wins. It would mean that he succeeded in breaking you all those years ago. Don't let him win, Rylee." I stared at him and couldn't stop crying.

"I just want my family back!"

"Rylee, you have a family. You have Wyatt, Samson, Ronan, Grace, Kendrick, Jason, Melody, and Milan. You have Lexie and Lanie now too. You have me and Olivia." "But you're leaving," I whined.

"Physically, yes. But remember that I will always guide you, Rylee. Just like Selene guides the werewolves of the world, I will forever guide you and all future Primordials."

"I can't do this without you."

"Yes, you can. Believe me, you can. You've been doing it on your own since the beginning Rylee. I was nothing but a crutch to you, and I held you back because I was afraid that you would follow in my footsteps, but I was wrong. Very, very wrong. You have surpassed me in far more ways than I could have ever imagined, and I am proud to have witnessed it. I am proud to call you the matriarch of my kind, Rylee. The powers that be made a wonderful choice when they selected you to be born as the chosen one. I don't think I could have picked a better wolf to carry on my legacy." I sniffled as I looked into his eyes. "Let's get you home." I nodded my head as he helped me to my feet and then proceeded to carry me bridal style in his arms.

As we were leaving, I looked back to see the ruins of Silver Lake becoming smaller and smaller in the distance. I closed my eyes and pictured everything the way it used to be, and the pack territory filled with pack members. It was beautiful. It was perfect. It was home. I opened my eyes and, as I looked at the ruins, I promised on my parents' souls that I would take back Silver Lake from Eric, and I would return it to its rightful glory. Silver Lake wasn't dead, not by a long shot. As long as I am alive and breathing, Silver Lake is not dead. {Lanie's P.O.V.}

After Wyatt and Olivia left, I turned to Chad, and he gave me a disapproving look. He had never once looked at me that way, and I wondered if I had made a horrible mistake in telling Rylee what we overheard Eric discussing and how he had killed her father. "Everyone, go inside and go to your rooms. Lanie, meet me in my office," he said and walked away. I glanced at Lexie and the others, and they gave me sympathetic looks. I had never seen Chad angry before, at least, not at me. But I guess there was a first time for everything.

I went upstairs to Chad's office and saw that he had the door slightly cracked open. I pushed it in gently and saw him with his back facing me while he stared out of the window. "Close the door and lock it." I did as he said and quietly shut the door and turned the lock. The moment it clicked, I found myself being pinned against the door and lifted into the air.

"CHAD!" I screamed. I tried to push him away, but he grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head while he pressed me against the door with his body. My legs naturally wrapped around his hips and felt his little friend pressing against my lower area. "Chad, what are you-" He cut me off by pressing his lips to mine in a fiery kiss. I tried to keep up with him, but his lips were being rough and he was moving so fast. He bit my lip harshly, not enough to hurt, but enough to make me gasp. As soon as he found the opening, his tongue made its way into my mouth, and he started to taste every inch inside of it.

When he finally pulled away just as I was about to die from a combination of suffocation and pleasure, he bit my lower lip again with his teeth and pulled on it gently before letting go.

"Don't you ever, ever disappear on me like that again, Lanie," he growled at me as he rubbed his hardness against me. I couldn't help the fact that it felt good and moaned slightly. "It was Lexie's fault," I said breathlessly.

"I'm sure Brent is punishing her in his own way," he said to me before kissing me once more and then putting me down, walking away as if nothing just happened.

"Huh? Chad? Why are you-"

"We're not having s*x, Lanie. I'm going to withhold it for the next 48 hours as punishment for you disappearing for several hours. Maybe then, you'll understand what it feels like," he answered as he sat down at his desk and turned on the computer. My mouth dropped to the floor in shock. Chad has never said no to me ever since we first mated.

"CHAD!"

"No." I scoffed in complete shock. He was actually going to deny me. I was about to stomp over to him and give him a piece of my mind. Before I could, there was a knock on the door. I looked over at him, and he looked just as confused as I did. When I opened the door, I was shocked to see J standing there.

"J? Is everything alright?" I asked her.

"Um, yeah. I wanted to know if I could talk to you for a minute?"

"Yeah, of course," I replied and led her away from Chad's office so he could work or do whatever it was that was more important than having s*x with me.

I took J into an empty bedroom on Maverick's floor so we could talk in private. Once we were both settled, I took notice of the amount of weight J had finally gained since she came to Golden Moon. Her hair was no longer matted, and her braids were fresh and straight. Her eyes had so much more life in them, and her complexion was back to normal. Or, normal as it could be.

"So, how are you doing?" I asked her.

"I'm doing better. Maverick has been helping me adjust to normal life. The medicine that Dr. Andrews has been giving me helps with my skin and eyes, and regular meals have allowed me to put on weight. I definitely feel better than when I first came here," she replied. I smiled at her, and she gave me a small smile back.

"It's been a little over three months now, J, have you considered what you're going to do about Maverick?"

"No, not yet."

"J, you can't keep making him wait. He deserves an answer from you. Are you going to accept the mate bond, or are you going to let him go?"

"I don't know, Lanie. This is still too much for me. I'm still trying to heal physically. I can't even think about adding emotions to all of this right now."

"What does Zahara say?"

"She's starting to come around. She'll ask to come out to hang out with Maverick or his wolf, Arkhos."

"Well, if she's coming around, then a part of you is too, right?" She gave me a one-shoulder shrug and started to look around the room without saying anything. "J, what's wrong? You're not telling me everything." She pouted her lips and fiddled with her fingers on her lap before sighing and looking at me.

"Lanie, how did you know you were ready to kiss Chad?"