My Miracle Luna
Chapter 56

{Wyatt's

P.O.V.}

The second day of the convention could not have gone any slower. I was so eager to my memories and focus on finding Rylee making amends with her, but at the same time, I couldn't get the green-eyed brunette from yesterday out of my head. I kept wondering why I was drawn to her the moment I saw her sitting at the table and feeling a connection with her baby when it kicked. I kept telling myself it was because I knew that Rylee was pregnant and being close to a pregnant girl just reminded me of her. The day seemed to dread on, and it took everything that I had in me to keep myself from f*****g up the final presentation to potential contractors and clients. Once I got through the day, it thankfully ended with no hiccups and more business for my company. I didn't even wait for the team to pack up. I said my goodbyes and my goodnights and told them I would be taking some personal leave and working from home if they needed me. This was nothing new for me, so my team just smiled and closed the convention without me.

Angelo got me home in record time knowing that I was anxious to finally get my memories back. When I ran through the castle to the pack hospital, I found Svetlana's room, and I was glad to see that she was awake.

"Ah, Alpha, I see that you are eager to get started," she said in her Russian accent.

"I don't have times for games Svetlana, I want my memories back,"

"Patience Alpha, this is not something I can do here out in the open. We need to go somewhere private where there will be no other eyes and ears,"

"Fine, I'll get Kendrick and Jason to escort you to my room,"

"No need, I can teleport there,"

"You don't even know where it is,"

"You go first, and I will follow your soul there,"

"You better not be playing games with me,"

"Believe me Alpha, if I wanted to play games, I wouldn't have even bothered to come to you at the hotel yesterday. As much I hate your kind, I hate Alessandro even more, and I need your mate to come back to you, and gain enough power to kill that blood-sucking son of a b***h," "What do you gain out his death?"

"Let's just say that I have a personal vendetta against him. Unfortunately, I don't have enough power to kill him, only the chosen one does, and she just so happens to be your mate," "What's going to happen when you restore my memories?"

"Nothing, significant, as that is all I will be doing. I will restore the memories which I had taken away, but everything else in your life will be the same. But I will warn you, the memories of your mate that I will be restoring will clash with any current memories you have of her right now," hearing her say that immediately made my heart stop. All the memories I have of Rylee currently are bad. And sadly, the memory that Herman allowed me to see last night is no longer there. He did warn me that I would only have it temporarily.

"Will my memories be restored permanently?" I asked her.

"Yes, they will, I give you my word," I nodded my head and turned to leave the hospital. I sent a mind link to Kendrick and my parents to meet me in my room. I was going to need their support with I regained my memories. I remembered the feeling I had when Herman temporarily gave me one, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. Getting everything back in one go was probably going to take a toll on me.

When I got to my room, Kendrick and my parents were already waiting for me by the door,

"What's going on, Son?" my dad asked.

"Svetlana is going to teleport into my room, and she's going to work on reversing her spell to give me back my memories of Rylee," "Why do you need us?" My mom asked

"Last night, Herman gave me a temporary look at my most recent memory of Rylee, which I, unfortunately, can't remember anymore, but I remember coming out of a daze unable to breathe, and very emotional. If one single memory could do that to me, I can only imagine what getting all of them back would do to me,"

"We're behind every step of the way," Kendrick said and put his arm around my shoulder. I gave him a slight smile and opened the door to my room. By the time I closed and locked the door, Svetlana appeared on my bed.

"Wow, this room is very nice," she looked around from where she sat, and I saw that she noticed Rylee's Luna ceremony photo above the bed. She smiled at it and looked around a bit more. "I have to say, it's no wonder the spell took an entire week to work on you. Just by the look of these pictures alone, you have a lot of memories of her, and then there is the fact that you have apparent have known her you were a child," "How long will it take to restore my son's memories?" my father asked.

"It should only take an hour or so, maybe less. You see, the restoration of memories is quicker than the deletion of them because while the spell is working to erase the subject, the spell has to search his mind, and go through it with a fine-tooth comb; however, the restoration process just goes in and fills in the void, and moves on to fill the other void,"

"I still cannot believe that Layla would go to such extreme measures to try and stake her claim on Wyatt. I hope Felix finds her because I swear to the moon goddess I'm going to rip her throat out of her neck," my mother snarled as her eyes turned black. My dad hugged her and she immediately calmed her down.

"Alpha, I am ready when you are," she said and scooted to the edge of the bed. Kendrick pulled a chair for her from the vanity in the room and set it next to the bed. She adjusted her seating to the chair, and I laid down on the bed. "I suggest taking off your clothes, your body is going to get hot while the reversal spell works its way through," I looked at her to see if she was serious, and she was. I stood up, took off my shirt, pants, and socks. I left my boxers on and laid back down. "Now, lie down with your head facing me. I need you to relax and calm your breathing. Here, hold onto this, it will help," she said and handed me a photo of Rylee from the nightstand. "Look at her face, concentrate on her, and let me do the rest," I looked at the photo, and engraved Rylee's face into my mind. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I heard Svetlana start to chant, and the next thing I knew, I was swallowed by complete darkness.

{Kendrick's P.O.V.}

Grace, Ronan, and I watched from the end of the bed as the witch said her spell. Wyatt's body suddenly relaxed and he was in a deep sleep. Svetlana was still chanting as she took the photo of Rylee from his hand and placed it face down on top of his forehead. What happened next gave me the chills, as she levitated Wyatt's body and a yellow glow came from her hands and they were on the side of his head.

"Whoa, that is some crazy s**t you don't see every day," I said from the side of my mouth, which earned me a smack across the head from Grace. "Ow," I rubbed my head and looked at her with a frown. I feel like I'm the only one that ever gets smacked by her. She shot me her evil mom glare and I stopped fussing and looked back at Wyatt.

We just kept a close eye on him making sure that this dark witch wasn't pulling any strings. After about forty-five minutes went by, she slowly lowered Wyatt back down to the bed. Her hands stopped glowing, and she removed the photo from his head and back onto his chest.

"His memories have been restored," she said to us without taking her eyes off Wyatt. "When I break the connection, he's going to be a little out of his element, but as his memories start to make sense to him, he will become quite emotional and out of control," she warned us. We nodded our head, and she broke the connection. As soon as she did, Wyatt jolted awake,

"What?! Where am I!?"

"Wyatt, calm down, you're in your room buddy," I tell him and keep him from freaking out.

"Ken, what? Why am I in my room, I was in my car, and I was in an accident, and..." he paused a minute and looked around. "Mom? Dad?"

"Wyatt, sweetheart, breathe," Grace said to him and cupped his face.

"What, who the f**k are you!?" Wyatt shouted at Svetlana.

"Son, you need to calm down, and get your thoughts together," Ronan said to him.

"My thoughts? Why? What's going on?" Wyatt was confused and delirious just like the witch said he would be.

"Wyatt, it's been over two months since the accident," I tell him.

"What?"

"Come on man, you need to think," Wyatt grabbed his head and was breathing erratically. "Wyatt, do you know Rylee is?"

"What? Of course, I know who Rylee is, why the f**k would I not know who my girlfriend is?"

"Son, when did you first know Rylee was your mate?" Ronan asked.

"When I was 18, and she was ten. It was when you took me to Silver Lake to draw up a pact with Uncle Mitch,"

"Sweetheart, what does Rylee call you?"

"Prince Charming, why are you asking me all these damn questions, and where the hell is Rylee?!"

"Wyatt, you need to think, and think hard," I tell him and hold his shoulders. "Think about the accident, and what happened afterward," he held his head again, and I could tell he was trying to think back. "Wait, you guys found me at the police station, and Rylee was there too,"

"Right..."

"Rylee hugged me and..." he paused and furrowed his brows. His eyes started to dart back and forth, and his breathing was starting to get even more erratic. Then little by little his eyes started to widen more and more, then finally his eyes turned black and he fixated his gaze onto the witch. Before we can stop him, he grabbed her by the throat, slammed her against the wall, and let out a fierce and heart-stopping roar that shook his entire room.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?!?!" Svetlana wasn't even fighting Wyatt.

"Wyatt! Let her go!" I grabbed his arms to break his grip around the witch's throat, but his anger was fueling his strength.

"RYLEE IS GONE!!! AND IT'S BECAUSE OF YOU AND THAT CONNINVING b***h LAYLA!!!"

"WYATT!! If you kill her we won't be able to find Rylee and bring her back!!" I shouted at him and got in his face. He turned his black eyes to me, and a part of me was scared shitless, but I need to reel him back in. "She's also the only legitimate witness to Layla, Terrine's, and Halfmoon's crimes, you said so yourself," he stared me a moment, and I watched as his eyes turned back to their normal teal color. He dropped the witch and staggered backward. Ronan caught him before he fell,

"Oh my god, I put my hands on Rylee, I tried to kill her, I...I hurt my mate...I hurt the love of my life...What have I done!? WHAT HAVE I DONE!?! RYLEE LEFT ME!! RYLEE REJECTED ME!! WHAT HAVE I DONE!?!? Wyatt whaled in complete distress and agony. I've known Wyatt my entire life and I have never seen him cry like that.

"Wyatt! It's not your fault! It's not your fault!" Grace shouted at him cupping his face. Her eyes also brimming with tears as she tried to calm him down. Wyatt fell to his knees and let out another fierce roar, only instead of in anger, it was one of pure undeniable pain. It was so loud, it shook his room again, but this pain was one that every pack member would feel. The pain of an Alpha losing his destined mate.

As I suspected, pack members could feel his pain from all over the territory as Jason, Melody, Milan, Keaton, Irene, and Angelo came rushing into Wyatt's room.

"What happened!?" Melody shouted.

"WHERE'S LEIGHANN!?" I shouted at her.

"The nanny has her! What the hell is wrong with Wyatt!?"

"Svetlana gave him back his memories, and everything has played back in his head," I answered. Melody, Milan, and Irene immediately started to tear up seeing Wyatt's state of mind, while the guys lowered their heads.

"AHHHH!!!!" Wyatt screamed again, but along with this screaming, I heard the cracking of bones.

"f**k!! HE'S SHIFTING!" I shouted. "Guys, help me keep him down!" I shouted and we all ran to him and pinned him to the floor. "Irene, go get Dr. Andrews, tell him we need a sedative to keep Blade down!" Irene ran out of the room. "What about us!?" Milan shouted.

"Angel go back to Leighann and stay with her until I tell you otherwise! Milan, go to Wyatt's office, in the bottom left-hand drawer, there should be some syringes with doses of wolfsbane and silver nitrate, bring me one," they both left the room. Wyatt was almost fully shifted, and he was snapping his canines at us. Blade had almost fully surfaced, and we were losing our grip on him. Thankfully, Milan came back in record time,

"I'm here, I found it,"

"Hold him down," I tell her, and we switch places. I grab the syringe from her, but before I can inject into his hind leg, Wyatt fully shifts and throws all of us off of him. We didn't have time to think about the fact that it hurt, and we all ran back to keep Blade down. He was snapping his teeth, snarling, growling, and trying to throw us off again. After getting a good grip on his fur and skin, I jab the syringe of wolfsbane and silver into this hip, but all that did was piss him off even more.

He spun his entire body throwing all of us across the room like dirty rag dolls, and he was started to stalk over to Svetlana. Blade hated her because she was the cause of his memory loss. His anger was clouding his judgment. We needed Svetlana alive. I ran and jumped on Blades back, and tried to pull him down, but his fucker was strong, and he wasn't backing down. Angelo and Jason were also back on their feet, and we grabbing his hind legs trying to bring down to the floor. Even Ronan came and was pushing Wyatt back from under neck.

"BETA MOVE!" I heard Dr. Andrews. I quickly jumped out the way, and Dr. Andrews drove another syringe into Blade's neck. After a few minutes, Blade started to calm down, and he swayed side to side. He finally collapsed on the floor, and his breathing calmed down. "Sebastian, what did you give him?" Ronan asked.

"It's a combination of Melatonin and Flexeril, a muscle relaxant. It's in a higher dosage than normal because the Alpha is currently in wolf form, so his metabolism will break down the drugs faster,"

"Is it going to knock him out?" I asked.

"No, I gave him just enough to relax and calm him down, and perhaps a little drowsy, but still cognizant," Dr. Andrews answered. After another few minutes, Wyatt shifted back into his human form. Ronan pulled the comforter over him to cover him. "Wyatt? Son, can you hear me?" Ronan said to him as he tapped his cheek.

"Wh...What?" Wyatt stuttered and tried to sit up. Ronan and Grace helped him lean against the side of the bed. "What happened?"

"You shifted out of anger and pain, son. Dr. Andrews had to give you a muscle relaxant to help calm Blade down," Wyatt stared blankly at the floor, and his eyes started to glimmer with unshed tears.

"She's really gone, isn't she?" Wyatt asked with the lowest voice I had ever heard him use.

"Yes, but we're going to get her back. But in order to do that, you need to get your s**t together Wyatt," I replied.

"Where's Layla?" Wyatt gave me the evilest look.

"She's on the move," Svetlana replied. We all looked at her. "Based on her current location, she appears to be coming back here,"

"Jason, call your dad, tell him to come back and to leave Layla alone,"

"What? But she's..."

"No one touches Layla, I'm going to deal with her myself. She wants to f*****g play games, then let's f*****g play games," Wyatt said. His tone was angry, malicious, and vengeful. I didn't want to think what about Wyatt was going to do her when she got back to the castle.