My Miracle Luna
Their Gemini Wolves Chapter 67

{Rylee's P.O.V.}

I wasn't sure if it was just the hormones or the fact that we managed to repair our bond, but I felt like I was unraveling a bit without Wyatt for the past three days. It's only been two days since his clone showed up out of nowhere, and I was already full of regret about going along with his stupid clone plan. Aside from the select few that were in on the plan, all of the pack members were none the wiser that this thing was an imposter.

The thing that I hated the most was when it came to being intimate with it. It felt like I was stuck on a carousel with brightly painted horses that weren't real, going round and round in circles. It wasn't Wyatt-no matter how much it sounded like, looked like, and acted like him. I was fighting tooth and nail, trying not to be disgusted with the clone, especially since I was the one who told Lanie to s**k it up. I had to take my own advice, but it was a lot easier said than done.

I started to notice things I never did before, like the number of tiles on the floor between our offices and how many light fixtures were in the hallway. I found any reason to stall so I could avoid being around the clone as much as possible. Even now, I was currently standing outside of his office door, trying to find an excuse not to go in there, but I knew I had none. I kept raising my fist to the door to knock but lowered it after hesitating. I did that three times before I finally just decided to go in. Why would I have to knock anyway? When I opened the door, the clone snapped his head up and smiled. I thought seeing his smile would make me feel a little better, but all it did was make me miss the real Wyatt even more. I really hoped this plan of his works out in our favor; otherwise, he and I would be having some words.

"Hey, dearest. What's up?" he greeted me.

"Nothing, I just wanted to see what you were up to," I replied and sat down in the guest chair.

"I just got off of the phone with Chad and Richard. All of the Alphas in the region agree that we need to have an Alpha's meeting to decide on how we're going to proceed in dealing with Eric and the s**t he's been doing lately." "Well, it's about time. He's been ruining so many lives. I honestly wish I could just go over there and kill him myself!"

"Believe me, I know. Hopefully, after this meeting, we all decide on something, and we can act on it right away without having to beat around the bush," he told me. I nodded my head and leaned back in the chair. By sheer instinct, I put my hand on my stomach and rubbed it. "Are you okay?" he asked me. I looked over at him, and he had a confused look on his face as he eyed what I was doing. I lifted an eyebrow in my own confusion and then realized that he didn't know I was pregnant. I almost scoffed to myself, realizing that Wyatt didn't want the clone stealing his spotlight when it came to the pregnancy.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just a small stomachache. I think I ate too much at lunchtime," I said, lying straight out of my teeth.

"It's probably because you ate so much steak and potatoes, baby. That's not a healthy diet, regardless of us being werewolves," he replied, shaking his head at me.

"Well, excuse me for being carnivorous," I snapped back. He smirked at me. "Anyway, when and where is the Alpha meeting going to take place?"

"It's going to be this weekend, and it's going to be here." I knew that it would be here since Wyatt had mentioned that before he had left, but I knew that I needed to be somewhat surprised.

"Here!? Wyatt, why does it have to be here!?"

"Because we have the biggest packhouse and some of the best defenses. Besides, Eric would be too stupid to try and do anything here. He would be easily caught, and honestly, that's actually the plan."

"What? Are you telling me that this meeting is also a ruse to try and get him to attack us!?"

"Not attack, show himself. Even if he were to try and attack, he would be outnumbered," the clone replied.

"And how do you know that? How do you know he doesn't have some big a*s army under his wing just waiting for instructions on how to kill all of us! Have you not thought about Sam!? Your niece!? All of the younger pups in this pack!?" "Rylee, calm down-"

"No, Wyatt, I'm not going to calm down. You're being reckless and rash. Stop thinking about yourself and your personal vendetta against Eric and Ash, and think about the pack members that will be potentially caught in a crossfire if a war were to break out here!" I was getting frustrated and was praying that this was just the clone's way of thinking and not Wyatt's actual way of thinking.

"Rylee, you have a personal vendetta against them as much as I do. You're so hellbent on getting rid of them that you tried to kill them yourself!"

"At least I'm not trying to bring the enemy to our front door like you are! I would much rather take the fight to them! And you know better than anyone that I could kill them with a snap of a finger!"

"Then you would be a cold-blooded murderer just like them!" he shouted at me. I was taken aback by his honesty and again found myself hoping this was the clone talking and not Wyatt's actual thoughts.

"I cannot believe you just said that," I gritted my teeth.

"Rylee, that's not..." I didn't even let him finish before storming out of his office and slamming the door behind me, shaking the entire floor because of it. I marched down the hall and went into our room, locking the door behind me. I was so frustrated at what he said and just grunted.

"You don't seem very happy right now," a familiar voice said. I turned to see William sitting on my vanity chair.

"William!" I shouted and ran into his arms. He gave me a warm hug, and I just snuggled into his chest.

"Hello, Rylee."

"Goddess, I miss you so much!"

"I miss you too, child. Now, tell me what's eating at you?" he said as he pulled away and sat me down on the chaise lounge at the foot of the bed. "Wyatt's stupid clone!"

"Ah, yes, the clones."

"You know, it's one thing when Wyatt questions my motives and logic, but hearing his damn clone doing the same thing is the most frustrating thing! He said that I would be a cold-blooded murderer just like Eric if I just went over there and ended them. Can you believe that!?" I exclaimed in disbelief. "Yes, I can, but I said the same thing to you, remember?" he recalled.

"You didn't flat out say murderer the way he did! He's acting as if I've never killed anyone before! Everyone I've ever killed has been justified! Whether it was in self-defense or handing out a warranted death sentence!"

"I know, Rylee. I never said they weren't justified."

"Then why does it feel like you're siding with him!?"

"I'm not siding with anyone. I'm here to listen to you vent. Nothing more," William said with a smile.

"This plan is stupid! This whole thing with the clones is stupid! I don't understand Wyatt and his way of thinking! That's the most frustrating thing about him! His ideas never make any sense!"

"To you, they don't."

"No, they don't! All of this would have been so much easier had we just got all of the packs together and raided Silver Lake's territory to get rid of Eric when we first figured out where he's been hiding!" I shouted and stood to my feet. I stomped around the room. "Rylee, then everyone would have died." I stopped mid-step and turned around to face William.

"What?"

"Rylee, after Olivia and I left and got settled in the Kingdom, I did some research into what the girls said they saw when they went to the past."

"What do you mean?"

"The poison that was used to kill your father." I felt like I was slapped across the face when he mentioned the poison. I had almost forgotten about it. "Unfortunately, I'm not permitted to spy on other supernatural beings, but I am allowed to put out feelers and do research on my own, and so I did. Turns out the poison Eric used is called Dimethylmercury, and it's almost 85% lethal."

"85%? So you're saying that there's a 15% chance someone could survive if exposed? That doesn't seem too bad."

"Unless they ingest it in high doses, or it's directly exposed to the heart or brain," he replied.

"Oh."

"Yeah. And a small birdie told me that Eric seems to have an abundance of this poison at his disposal. Courtesy of the dark witch who is working with him."

"What?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Eric had more of this poison. "When you say abundance ..."

"I mean, enough to wipe out this entire pack, and then some." The goosebumps that overtook my body were nothing like I had ever felt before.

"Why is he so obsessed with trying to kill all of us!?" I was utterly exasperated.

"I don't even think he knows why he has become so obsessed, to be quite frank with you, Rylee. That man is disturbed. So is his entire family." I nodded my head and just sighed. I wasn't even the least bit shocked to hear that all of them have completely lost their minds. You would think that Nicole would have rejected Eric by now and taken Emma and Ash and just left to be rogues. At least, they would have had a fighting chance to survive.

"I don't understand why they can't just go away? I mean, they've literally escaped death because of the betrayer from the Elder's counsel, and yet, they're hiding out practically in plain sight. Do they not realize that staying and planning to kill all of us is just going to further warrant their deaths? Say that they are successful in killing all of the Alphas; the word is going to get out. No one is going to take him seriously. NO ONE."

"You're not wrong, but you know as well as anyone that that man can care less if he's putting his own life at risk or that of his family's," William insisted as he stood up.

"Wait, where are you going?" I asked.

"Rylee, you know I can't stay long. I have work I need to do."

"But!"

"Rylee," he cut me off and opened his arms. I went to him and hugged him. "I'm always here for you, but you can't expect me to come all the time, nor can you expect me to stay either."

"I hate that you can read my mind," I pouted. He chuckled and kissed the top of my head.

"Don't be hard on Wyatt when this is all over, but also, don't take your anger out on his clone. Clone or not, that's still a form of Wyatt." I hated that he was right but just nodded my head. He pulled away and looked at me with a smile. "I'll be nearby," he said and left. I let out a sigh and just slumped.

I just wanted to take a long bath after this, but my alone-time was disrupted with knocking on the door. I went to the door and was surprised to see Milan. "What are you doing here?"

"I have a bone to pick with you!" she said, pushing the door open and letting herself in.

"Come in," I said sarcastically and closed the door behind me. I turned to face Milan, and she was glaring at me. "What?"

"Are you the real Rylee!?"

"What!?"

"Are you the real Rylee!?" she asked again. I gaped at her, completely offended at the fact that she thought I was a clone.

"Of course I am!? What the hell, Milan!"

"Prove it."

"Seriously!?" I exclaimed. She held her ground. I grunted in frustration but decided to entertain her crap anyway. I stripped out of my clothes and shifted into Kaleigh.

Are you happy now, you crazy b***h? I mind-linked her.

"Yes," she replied. Kaleigh shook her fur and stretched her legs for a minute before giving me control again. When I shifted back, I glared at Milan.

"What the hell!? Why would you think I was a clone!?" I shouted as I put my clothes back on.

"One can't be too careful, Rylee. Wyatt's clone is driving me insane!" she complained and rubbed her temples.

"Why?"

"He doesn't know that I have kids! And he's been reprimanding me for missing training for the past couple of days he's been here. I have two babies to take care of! I'm still breastfeeding, dammit!" "What do you want me to do about it!?"

"You're the Luna and his mate! Get him to back off!"

"Milan, the only way to get him to back off would be to tell him you have kids, duh!"

"I'm not telling the clone I have kids. You saw what happened with your clone a few years ago. She nearly lost it when things stopped making sense. My suddenly having twins really isn't going to make sense."

"Ugh!" I grunted for what felt like the hundredth time today. This whole clone thing was already disrupting our everyday lives, and on top of that, I had to prepare for this damn Alpha's meeting in more ways than one, and I couldn't even tell anyone about it. I rolled my eyes and hung my head. I don't care what William said; I'm going to kill Wyatt when all of this is over.

If I was having this many problems with my Wyatt clone, I could only imagine how the other Luna's of the region were doing with their clones. Unfortunately, the male species was known to glaze over the finer details, which only made things ten times more aggravating.

I was even more worried about Lanie. I knew for a fact that they did the adoption after they had given Svetlana the DNA samples, which means Chad's clone wouldn't know about it. I could only imagine the amount of stress she's under as a new Luna and new mom.