My Miracle Luna
Chapter 31

{Wyatt's P.O.V.}

I felt like I had been hit with a two ton truck. My head was pounding, and I could feel dried blood on the back of my head. I grunted and groaned, and when I tried to move, I realized that I was restrained. I looked around and also saw that I was three feet off the ground, and upside down.

"What the f**k?" I groaned.

"Damn, took you long enough to get up," I look to my right and see Kendrick in the same position that I'm in.

"What the f**k happened?" I asked.

"Well, long story short, I went hunting, caught a doe, was ambushed by someone, hit my head on the ground, and then was punched in the face, then I woke up here. You?"

"I went to go find your a*s, was hit in the back of the head, and then woke up here, next to your a*s," I tell him. "Where the f**k are we? And why the f**k are we upside down?" “f**k if I know man, I woke up about two hours ago like this, and you were passed the f**k out. Whoever has us hit you pretty hard,"

Kendrick and I tried to break the restraints, but we were too weak, but they weren't silver which was a good thing. I lifted my upper body to get a look around right side up for a few seconds and realized we were inside some kind of holding cell, but it was made of wood. I slowly went back down, and Kendrick did the same to see if he could get a sense of where exactly we were.

"By the smell of things and sounds, it looks like we're still in the forest, but we're really far away from any kind of civilization, and the bit of light shining through indicates that it's the next day," he said and lowered his body down again.

We hung around because there was nothing else we could do. We stopped trying to break the restraints in order to conserve our energy. We would only lift our bodies up if we felt the blood rushing to our brains became unbearable. After night fell again, we heard the door to our home away from home open.

"So, I see that you two are awake," we heard a voice.

"Who the f**k are you? And where are we?" I asked him. Without giving me an answer, he hit me in the gut and hard.

"I do not think that you are in a position to be asking questions," he said to me and circled us a few times. "Why are you here?" Kendrick and I didn't answer. Then he hit Kendrick in the gut.

"f**k!" Kendrick shouted.

"Let us try again, why are you here!?"

"We're looking for someone named Lorenzo Rossi," I answer him. I see him flinch a bit. "We were told that he would be located in the forest,"

"Yeah, we were just getting dinner when you decided to knock us out. Speaking of, I'M STILL f*****g NAKED!" Kendrick shouted.

"Why are you looking for Lorenzo Rossi?" the unknown man asked us.

"We were told by a priest in Vatican City that he could help us," I reply. "With what?"

"I'm not telling you anymore until you let us down from here," I snarked. I didn't know who this guy was, but he was pissing me off. I was biding my time, but something tells me this fucker isn't going to help us. Without warning, I shifted and broke the restraints making the guy fall back and land on his a*s. Kendrick shifted himself and also broke his restraints.

"You're an Alpha," the man said without any stutter. He may have been on his a*s, but he wasn't afraid. He was more amused. I immediately shifted back and so did Kendrick.

"And you're not afraid," I say to him. "Which means you knew what we were before you even captured us," he stood up and dusted himself off.

"Yes, I did," he replied.

"If you knew what we were, why not restrain us with silver chains?" Kendrick asked and cracked his neck and back.

"Unless you didn't intend on killing us," I answer on his behalf. I cross my arms and stare at him. He just smirks. That's when I realize, "You are Lorenzo Rossi,"

"I am, I was told by some villagers that I was being sought out, and when I saw that you were werewolves, I thought you were coming to kill me,"

"I have no reason to kill you, at least not yet," I respond.

"What is it that you seek?"

"Answers,"

"On?"

"Primordial werewolves," when I say this. His eyes widen and his body language changes.

"Why?" he asks with caution.

"I need help protecting my mate," he gives me a look of confusion, and then a realization hits him.

"Your mate is a Primordial?"

"She is, and she is powerful. I believe that my mate is the chosen one," he looks back at me with surprise in his eyes.

"So, the high powers have finally decided to give birth to the chosen Primordial," he says and taps his chin. He looks back and Kendrick and me. "Come with me,"

"Uh, do you think you can give some clothes to wear. Mine are probably lost, and my Alpha just shredded his," Kendrick says.

"Yes, please follow me," we follow him out, and luckily it's dark outside. He leads us to another small cabin in the woods. When we go in, it's literally a cabin with your old fashioned fire operating heater, dusty sofa, small sink, old rusty fridge, and a cot. Seeing the cot reminded me of what Rylee used to sleep on. "Here you go, these should fit you," Lorenzo says while throwing a couple of shirts and pants our way. They were a little snug, but they would work until we got back to Vatican City. I just hoped our rental car was still in once piece.

"Mr. Rossi,"

"Please, call me Lorenzo,"

"Okay, Lorenzo, what can you tell us about Primordials that the priest in Vatican City could not?" I ask.

"Well, for starters, I am a Primordial," Kendrick and I look at each other, both of our eyes wide and nearly popping out of sockets.

"Hold up, you're a Primordial!?" Kendrick exclaimed.

"I am,"

"Prove it," I said crossing my arms. He just stared at me for a minute then his eyes started to glow. The next thing I knew, I was being lifted in the air. I looked around and then at Lorenzo, and then I was being spun around like a toy. "Okay! You've proved your point!" I shouted. I was getting nauseous. He put me down and smirked at me. Kendrick still looked like he saw a ghost.

"Now, what do you need to know about my kind?"

"I need to know what kind of danger my mate is in?"

"She will always be in danger. It comes with the territory; however, I get the feeling that you're not just worried about the simple dangers, you're worried about what will happen if Alessandro discovers her," I just glare at him, and Kendrick growls. "Yes, Alessandro still exists, and he has made his life's mission to marry and breed with a female Primordial. And I'm sure you know that if your mate is in fact that chosen one, and if he gets his hands on her, he will succeed, that is unless..." "Unless what?" I ask.

"...If she can harness enough power to kill him,"

"I don't want my mate using her powers to kill. She killed a rogue not too long ago, and the guilt almost ate her alive," he gave me a confused look.

"How long has she known about her pedigree?"

"A few months,"

"What? How is that possible? All Primordials are trained from when they are mere pups to learn to control their emotions to prepare them for whatever powers they may possess,"

"Damn, it's no wonder Rylee is taking so long to get used to them. It doesn't help she gets a new one every other week," Kendrick said looking at me.

"I don't understand, why was your mate never trained. Her parents would have known of what she was the moment she was born,"

"Sadly, my mate's parents were killed when she was ten years old. The person who killed them took her in and turned her into a child slave. They didn't know who she was, at the time. They suspected she was an orphaned Omega. We only learned of who she really is when I brought her home, and my father spoke to the Elders about her predicament. They're the ones who informed us about her being a Primordial,"

"I see, this changes things drastically,"

"How so?"

"Well, typically Primordials are trained to control their emotions, and that includes the emotion of love. Especially love. Most have even rejected their mate in order to keep that emotion under control,"

"Is that what you did?" Kendrick asked him.

"Yes, I did,"

"Why?" I asked.

"To protect her. You see, when a Primordial finds their mate, and they produce a pup, that pup can either be another Primordial, or a simple werewolf. It depends on how strong the DNA is. I couldn't risk producing an heir, let alone a female that would be targeted, so I chose to reject my mate, and leave my pack,"

"Wait, you left your pack, willingly? You being a Primordial also means that you're an Alpha, why would you do that?" I asked in complete bewilderment.

"I left to protect my pack. You see, my power of telepathy is strong, and it doesn't require much energy; however, it is tied to my emotions, and whenever I got angry, I found that I was capable of hurting my pack members without realizing it until it was too late. As a responsible Alpha, I stepped down, and gave my pack to my Beta,"

"I don't understand," Kendrick said, "Our understanding is that a Primordial has to have a mate, be marked, and shift for the first time on the full moon after their eighteenth birthday in order to gain their powers. How do you have yours if you rejected your mate?" Kenrick had a good point. How did Lorenzo have his powers if he rejected his mate? And by the looks of it, he doesn't have a mark.

"Where did you read this?" he asked us.

"In a text that the Elders gave to my father, why?" I replied.

"Because that is a lie, a Primordial does not need any prerequisites to gain their powers," he said and gritted his teeth. I looked at Kendrick who in turn looked at me. Both of us knew immediately that something about the text the Elders gave us was off. "The text that Wyatt found in our pack archives said that the last known Primordial was recorded over a hundred years ago," Kendrick added. I looked at Lorenzo after Kendrick said that. He was right, there had been no recorded Primordials for over a hundred years. "I see that you are smarter than you look," he said to Kendrick. "Telepathy is not the only power that I have," he replies and looks at me. He stares into my eyes and smirks again.

"Holy s**t," I stare back with wide eyes. "You're immortal,"

"I am,"

"WHAT!?" Kendrick exclaims.

"But that's one the rarest powers," I say out loud.

"I am also the only one who possesses it," he replied.

"Why is that?" Kendrick asked. Lorenzo just smirks again and gets up. He goes over to the small bookshelf that's built into the wall between his makeshift kitchen, and the living room where we were sitting. He pulled out a book, and then came back and handed it to me. I opened it and realized that it was a photo album. I looked through it and realized that they were all photos of him. Looking at the quality of the photos, some of these dated back eons. I looked at him confused.

"Those photos only go back a little less than 200 years, when photography was first created," he says to me.

"Wait, only?" I ask, making sure I heard him right.

"You see that very first photo you see in the album is of me, and another Primordial by the name of Christoff. He was born in the Netherlands, and when I heard of his birth, I went to go find him. To help harness his powers; however, once he became of age, his power of mind control became too much of a hindrance, and his pack betrayed him. At 20 years of age, he was cast out to live as a rogue, and with his powers, he commanded over two dozen rogues, and attacked his former pack," "Holy s**t," Kendrick said. I furrowed my brows.

"Christoff rained terror on wolves and other supernatural creatures alike, and he was the reason why the higher powers refused to let another Primordial be born,"

"I thought it was because of Alessandro and his obsession for wanting a female," I replied.

"Although that is what is written, that is not the only reason. The main reason was to prevent another Alpha losing control of their powers and using them for personal gain. The last female born was about 200 hundred years before Christoff, and she unfortunately did not make it. She was a beautiful creature, and she too possessed the power of mind control, in addition to the power of telepathy, and the power of premonition. Iliana was her name, and she was the last female ever born. Born in 1692, she met her demise around 1735. Her body was discovered outside of her pack grounds after she had been taken by Alessandro for nearly two decades,"

"How does he find them?" I asked.

"They become known when their bond with their mate is broken. Iliana chose not to reject her mate because she had her emotions under control. Unfortunately, her mate had multiple affairs and even fathered multiple children, none of which were Iliana's. Alessandro found her not too long after she decided her bond was no longer worth fighting for,"

"I don't understand, how do you know all of this? When the hell were you born?" Kendrick asked.

"When I was born is of no relevance, but what is, is that I can help you with your mate. Because she was never trained the way she should have been, she will need to be trained by someone who knows what they are doing. She may be able to control her powers to an extent, but if she is the chosen one, then whatever her powers are right now, is just the beginning. She will possess some of the greatest powers to ever be gifted to our kind. And if she does not learn to control her emotions, and channel them to her powers, she will lose control, and it will be detrimental to your pack, and to her,"

"What do you mean by detrimental?"

"Your mate could wipe out your entire pack with the snap of her finger if she loses control of her emotions. Especially that of anger and fear,"

"Are you saying that you're willing to train my mate?"

"Yes, because she technically is part of my bloodline, which makes her my family," Kendrick and I look at each other, and send each other a mind link,

What do you think, Ken?

She's your mate man, why does my opinion matter?

Because she's your f*****g Luna, you dimwit.

Do you think we can trust him?

He doesn't appear to be lying and Rylee could always let us know if he is. She can read minds.

Good point.

"Okay, what do you need to train her?" I asked him.

"Before we get down to the nitty and gritty details of how I plan to train your mate, I think we need to sign a contract,"

"What kind of contract?"

"One that ensures my safety. I may be immortal, but that does not mean that there aren't dark witches, demons, or other vampires who wouldn't want to get their hands on my blood,"

"I can't guarantee that. We're werewolves, and we will always have enemies, but I can guarantee that I will do whatever it takes to make sure no harm comes to you while you are within my pack walls. If anyone in my pack is disrespectful or even tries anything remotely threatening against you, I will have them banished. You are an Alpha by blood, even if you gave up that right, which means, my pack must respect you just as they would respect me, or any other ranking member of my pack," he glares at me a moment and c***s his head. He takes a moment to think about it, and finally smirks.

"Very well," we shake on it, and actually make a blood oath with Kendrick as a witness. The sun was starting to come up, and Kendrick and I hadn't had a good night's sleep in almost 48 hours, nor had we eaten in the time frame either. Lorenzo went out and caught another deer for us and cooked it up, so we didn't have to eat in wolf form.

Though sleeping on a rusty and dusty couch wasn't the most comfortable, it would just have to do. Kendrick and I slept for the entire day. Once night fell, we made our way out of the forest and back to the rental car. Thankfully, it was still there. The three of us made our way back to Vatican City and stayed one more day before getting back on the jet and making our way home. It would take another 24 hours to make it stateside, and we would make it home two days ahead of schedule. Fortunately, Kendrick and I had left our wallets in our bags in the rental car, and Lorenzo actually had our phones. So, we didn't lose anything important.

However, we did find that we missed several dozen calls from Rylee, Jason, Milan, Melody, and our parents. Kendrick and I decided to hold off on calling and decided we would just speak to them when we got home. This was going to be an interesting conversation, to say the least.