My Miracle Luna
Their Gemini Wolves Chapter 66

{Wyatt's P.O.V.}

"That's great, Lanie, I'm so happy for you... No, don't be ridiculous, I'm honored you made that decision ... Yes, I promise. Hearing that makes me extremely happy. Thanks for letting me know... Yeah, he's packing his bag right now... I know, but it will be okay... Alright, we'll talk soon. Stay positive; everything will work out the way it needs to ... You too. Bye." Rylee hung up the phone as I was coming out of the closet with my bag in hand.

"What was that about?" I asked her, setting down my bag by the door before walking over to her. She was sitting in her favorite bean bag chair watching Sam sleep.

"That was Lanie. She had some good news."

"Oh?" I sat down next to her, putting my arm around her and bringing her close to me.

"Lanie decided to adopt Killian. They had the adoption a few hours ago," she said with a smile.

"That's amazing! Good for them! She's going to make a great mom to Killian."

"I know she is. There's something else. After the adoption, Lanie also decided that she would take my mom's maiden name. So, Chad's brother-in-law-who's a pack lawyer-drew up those papers, and now, both she and Lexie have the surname of Davina." My eyes widened in surprise. "I mean, I guess that makes sense. Can't have a random last name, and I'm fairly certain they wouldn't want the surname of Patterson," I replied.

"That's exactly what Lanie had said when she made the decision."

"How do you feel about that?"

"I'm honored. Like I told her. I mean, Duquesne is my last name because I'm my father's daughter. I was born to a family who loved me unconditionally, but they didn't have that luxury. I'm positive that my mom loved them; after all, she's their mother too. So, Lanie deciding to take our mom's maiden name makes it feel like she's still with us. At least a part of her," she responded while instinctively rubbing her stomach. I placed my hand over hers. I hated the fact that I had to leave while Rylee was pregnant, but this time, it was for a good reason.

She glanced down at my hand over hers, and she intertwined our fingers. We gazed into each other's eyes and shared a passionate kiss. It was only supposed to be a 'see you later' kiss, but it soon started to turn into more. Blade was pushing through the service because he wanted to spend more time with Rylee before we had to go, but I had to force him back. If we didn't leave soon, the clone and I would run into each other, and we couldn't have that happen. I reluctantly pulled away as I felt my erection strain in my pants.

"I'm sorry, dearest, but I have to get going," I told her, completely out of breath, as I placed my forehead onto hers.

"I know." I looked over at Sam, who was passed out in his crib. I got up while pulling Rylee with me and walked over to him. I leaned over and kissed his little forehead.

"I love you, buddy." I turned to Rylee and hugged her tightly, kissed her neck, and abruptly left before I changed my mind about this whole thing. I grabbed my bag by the door and turned around one last time to look at her. She was standing with her arms crossed but was smiling. She blew me a kiss, and I caught it and held it to my heart.

"I love you, Wyatt."

"I love you too, baby. See you soon. You be careful." She nodded her head. I took a deep breath and left our room. As I went downstairs, I made arrangements so that only those who knew of our plans were informed that I was leaving now. The rest of the pack would have no clue because I had no idea if any other moles were working for Eric at this point in time. With the West family murdered, it only made sense that Eric would try to find another patsy for his crew of betrayers.

It was almost two in the morning when I left the packhouse, and I made sure that I set out in wolf form. I also informed all of the Alphas about the designated location of our meeting-in the dungeon where Ash and Emma held all of the human captives two years ago since Halfmoon's territory was now a barren wasteland. But, before going there, each Alpha had to find another hiding place for 48 hours to ensure someone didn't follow them. It was ballsy to choose Halfmoon as our rendezvous, but we were out of options. There were also specific instructions to avoid bringing any electronic devices, and everyone was to travel strictly in wolf form to evade being tracked via satellite. We would have to do everything old school if we wanted to maintain the element of surprise. I also made certain all of the clones were given two specific memories-Eric was a threat to all of our packs, and they, too, would have an Alpha's meeting at Blue Lake.

Considering my packhouse was the largest of all the packs in the region, it wouldn't seem the least bit suspicious to have the meeting there. Plus, it would allow my plan with Rylee to be put into motion. Whatever Eric had planned for us-or I should say, our clones -it would let him think that he won, and it would give Ash a reason to go after Rylee. And this was specifically our plan and ours alone. We decided that it would be best if no one else knew as it would provide the legitimacy we needed to make Ash believe he had truly gotten what he wanted.

After traveling for a few hours and making sure that I was not followed, I headed towards the condo where Rylee stayed when she gave birth to Sam. William kept the condo in his name to be used as a safe house for situations such as this. Since no one even knew about it, this place was definitely coming in handy now. Rylee still had her copy of the key, and she had given it to me earlier today.

When I arrived at the condo, I unlocked the door and quickly scouted the place without turning on any lights to check if the coast was clear. With everything that was going on, one couldn't be too cautious of their surroundings. After I was absolutely certain that I was alone, I turned on the hallway and living room lights and threw my bag onto the table. I went to the fridge and was thrilled to see it had been recently stocked with bottled water and beer. The cupboards had some dry foods that would sustain me long enough until I had to meet with the other Alphas.

I grabbed some water and a bag of beef jerky and went into Rylee's old room. I smiled, seeing that it was still the same as she left it, minus the crib. After Rylee had left the condo, William and Olivia had moved the crib to their room upstairs so that whenever we brought Sam over for them to babysit, he could stay in their room. I smiled again while thinking how it wasn't that long ago, but somehow still felt like ages ago.

Looking around the room brought back a lot of memories, both good and bad. To think that the last time I was here, Rylee was giving birth to Sam, which was one of the best moments of my life. But I can't help but feel resentment towards this place since this is where Rylee was hiding-away from me. Rylee was right when she said that I was having issues letting go of the past. It's no secret that it still haunts me to this day that I came so close to losing her and Sam. I'll never forgive Layla for her treacherous actions, and it took me a long time to forgive Svetlana. But at least she had the decency to apologize and side with us at the end of it all.

"Why do you look so down?" I shot my head up when I heard a familiar and kind voice.

"Selene? Why are you here?"

"Checking in. And I wanted to make sure that you knew where you're doing," she answered, eyeing me up and down disapprovingly. "What?"

"Do not 'what' me, Wyatt Valencia. Have you forgotten who I am?"

"Of course not, but I don't get why you're looking at me like I've committed some grave crime," I replied.

"Wyatt, this whole thing you're planning is gutsy."

"What would you like me to do? Just let Eric roam around freely as he picks off our pack members one by one? If you know everything, you know what Rylee saw the night that Chad was supposed to be announced as Alpha at Golden Moon. Eric would have killed us all. And not just Alphas. He would have killed all of the Betas, Golden Moon's pups, my SON!" I shouted the last part, as that is what got to me the most. She let out a deep and troubled sigh.

"Yes, I do know what Rylee saw, and as much as it pains to admit this, you're right. Eric needs to be stopped. But turning to a dark witch for assistance?"

"Svetlana has done nothing but help me and Rylee since she found out who Rylee was. I don't know if it's out of loyalty, fear, or both, but she's the only one who can help us since Olivia and William left to be with you and the other gods and goddesses," I defended. She let out another sigh, but this time one of frustration.

"Wyatt, what I am saying is, why won't you turn to me for help!?" she asked, totally butthurt.

"Are you serious right now?" I replied, sounding completely irritated because I was. "You're seriously asking me why we never turn to you for help when you're the one who never bothered to show yourself to us in the first place!?"

"Watch your tone, Wyatt!"

"NO!" I shouted back at her. She looked thoroughly taken aback by my insolence. "Moon Goddess or not, you have no right to expect Rylee and me to come to you for help or guidance when you're the one who disregarded us in the first place! Rylee told me what you told her when she traveled to the past! You're the one who led Eric to find her. Your actions are what led Rylee to succumb to becoming a child slave!"

"I already explained this to her. I needed her to-"

"Survive, right, yeah. She told me that too. But you do realize that you could have easily led me to find her! To bring her to where she belonged in the first place!" Selene looked at me incredulously before she snapped.

"WYATT VALENCIA! Who are you to tell me what I should have and should not have done! I AM THE MOON GODDESS! MOTHER TO ALL WEREWOLVES!" she roared at me. "Rylee was a special child who had lost everything! If I had led you to find her, then she would have died an early death!"

"What are you talking about!?"

"Wyatt, do you think that all those women in your pack would have allowed a mere child to get the best of them!? Do you remember a certain she-wolf who almost ruined your bond with Rylee completely!?"

"Layla?"

"YES, YOU i***t!" She pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed in utter frustration. "Wyatt, if I had allowed you to take in Rylee, Layla and every other scorned she-wolf you ever slept with would have tried to have her killed. In addition to that, her identity would have been revealed before she came into her powers, and she would have been helpless!"

"I would have protected her!"

"Against the vampire that was hellbent on making her his bride? How would you have been able to keep her safe when you, too, would have been killed!?" "What?"

"Wyatt, had Rylee gone with anyone else at that time, she would have died! Everyone would have died! Do you know that people would go to great lengths just to get their hands on a Primordial before they were to gain their powers!? She wasn't just a target for the vampire. She was a target for all supernaturals. The blood of a Primordial is so coveted. That's why their identities are never exposed until they become of age! If the Elders were to know who Rylee was, they would have exposed her and inadvertently put her life, and everyone else's, in grave danger. I get that you're angry because my choices led to her being abused and tortured for years on end, but it kept her alive! When I say I needed Rylee to live, it's because she would have died in any other circumstance!" she bellowed at me. I gulped and bowed my head in submission.

"I apologize for my harsh words, Moon Goddess. I was out of line," I repented.

"Wyatt, I don't make mistakes. I am not trying to sound cocky or arrogant, but it's a fact. I would never have mated Rylee to you if I didn't think you wouldn't love her unconditionally, but I also knew that her identity would not be safe if she were to grow up at Blue Lake. She would have been used as a pawn to gain power by the Elders, and she-wolves in your pack would have found ways to get rid of her. Whether it be death or for money."

"Are you telling me that my own pack members would have sold their future Luna for money!?"

"People do crazy things for love or greed," she said point-blank. I knew for a fact that she was referring to Layla. "You're right to say that I haven't been there for you and her, but it's like I told William, I was never meant to be her goddess. But I promised Megan and Mitchell that I would keep an eye on her until you two were reunited." "What? What do you mean you promised Uncle Mitch and Aunt Megan?"

"Wyatt, where do you think a werewolf's spirit goes when they pass?" "Heaven or hell?"

"No, you dimwitted boy, that's for humans. Werewolves are supernatural. Bad or good, a werewolf and other supernatural creatures come to the Lunar Kingdom for judgment. Just like a human must be judged at the gates of Heaven. When Mitchell and Megan died, you know what the first thing they did at the gates of the Kingdom was? They begged me to watch over Rylee since they couldn't anymore. Even though they knew that I wasn't her goddess, even if I was theirs."

"Wait, they knew Rylee wasn't a normal werewolf?"

"They knew the moment they found out they were mates. They knew that their children wouldn't be normal. Mitch and Megan were both well aware of the Primordials that had once existed. Because of this, when Rylee was born, Megan chose the name Ryan, and Mitch commanded Silver Lake to keep her gender a secret. To tell the world that she was a boy. Only a select few knew she was a girl, but again, they never told anyone who she was."

"That's why my dad was surprised when the Elders told him about Rylee when I brought her back to Blue Lake."

"Exactly. Mitchell and Megan took all of the necessary precautions to keep her safe until she became of age, but alas, Eric got in the way of that."

"Do they know what happened to her?"

"Of course, they do. They know everything," she replied. She gave me a knowing look, and it was then I realized that they knew what happened with Layla and what I had done to Rylee. I cringed, knowing that I would have to face them one day. "Wyatt, I didn't come here to defend myself, even though that's what this turned into. I came here to let you know that I'm not happy with your plans to have her kidnapped, but I can understand why. You want to show Rylee that you trust her to make the right decisions with a clear mind and not out of pure rage."

"Right. I don't want her killing someone out of anger. She's too good for that."

"But her powers are the strongest when she is angry. Rylee is not rash. And even if she kills Eric and his family out of anger, she would never be punished because it would be justified."

"Rylee isn't a killer. I don't want her hands stained."

"They already are. She killed Layla. She killed the vampire. She killed Marvin."

"Anymore! I don't want her hands stained anymore!" I ululated.

"She's a Luna, Wyatt. You can't prevent her from killing again, just like she can't stop you from killing either. Eventually, even Lanie will kill. It's the werewolf's nature as a predator. We always will-for survival. And I say we because I'm not exempt from that fact. Stop coddling her. I can't stop this from happening, especially since Lanie has already foreseen the future. But I can tell you that when the time comes, for better or for worse, you will have to choose whose life is worth saving."

"What are you talking about?"

"You'll see."