My Miracle Luna
Their Gemini Wolves Chapter 63

{Wyatt's P.O.V.}

Over the last week, Svetlana has been going to each pack around the region and gathering DNA samples from not only all of the Alphas but their upcoming successors as well. I wasn't aware that so many Alphas were getting ready to step down and give their titles to their sons or even their Betas' sons. At first, I wasn't too keen on allowing the Alphas to put others in harm's way by getting them involved. But a lot of them, including Richard, pointed out that these types of scenarios provide an opportunity for great "live training." Though I doubted a situation like this would ever arise again in one's lifetime, I understood their point of view.

So, instead of twelve Alpha DNA samples, Svetlana now had over two dozen samples that included current Alphas and their would-be successors. The plan was already risky enough without adding more moving parts, and I was wary that this would tip off Eric that it was all a ploy to force him to reveal his plans to us. Jonah reminded me that actual Alpha meetings included immediate successors and Betas so incorporating them would make the most sense and also legitimize things even more.

I knew I had to keep a level head when dealing with a psychopath like Eric, but I was beginning to resent him even more for hijacking any sense of normalcy in our lives. At this rate, I would never catch up on the work that continued to pile up as I agonized over the flawless execution of our plan. "Alpha Wyatt." A familiar voice interrupted my train of thought, and I looked up to see Svetlana in my office.

"Svet-" I stood up from my desk and quickly closed the door. "Are you out of your mind!? You can't just teleport in here, there are humans in this building! My assistant being one of them!"

"You worry too much. Your assistant isn't even at her desk."

"She what?" I peered out of the window, and sure enough, Adriana wasn't there. I grunted in frustration at her sudden disappearance. I will have to reprimand her for leaving her desk without permission. I turned my attention back to Svetlana. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be working on getting these clones made?"

"I am going to, but first, I thought you would like to know who the dark witch is that is helping this Patterson fellow," she replied while raising her brows in a taunting manner.

"Wait, what? You know who she is?" I reversed course, suddenly interested in what she had to say to me.

"I do not know her personally, but I have heard of her. She's been around a while, but not as long as I or Olivia, or even Opal for that matter. But she is known for her over-the-top spells and potions."

"I thought you killed Opal?"

"Killed her!? No, she was my rival, and I wanted her powers. She's my prisoner until I drain her." "That's gross."

"Not her blood, you silly wolf! Her magic! When I've drained her of all her magic, I will let her go. She'll be completely mortal and won't be able to harm a fly." I just quirked an eyebrow at her. "So, the witch helping Patterson, her name is Morgan. Well, her name is actually Morgana, but she hates it, so took out the last 'a' and goes by Morgan. Anyway, she has only been around a couple of hundred years, and rumor has it, Patterson saved her from a pack of rogues about thirty years ago, and she became indebted to him." "Why would a dark witch indebt themselves to a werewolf?" I asked her, confused.

"It wasn't by choice, trust me. Dark witches would rather cut off their own tongue than owe favors to any supernatural, especially ones beneath them." I was going to ignore the fact that she just insinuated that werewolves were beneath witches. "And what about you?"

"Me!? You think I am indebted to you?"

"Not me. Rylee."

"Oh, vzdor, I am not indebted to your mate, Wyatt. I simply just want to remain, how you say, in her good graces. She is very powerful and getting stronger as time passes. Why would I want to be on the wrong side of her powers?"

"So, her killing Alessandro has nothing to do with you wanting to help us at the drop of a dime?" I provoked her, calling her on her bullshit. I smirked as she glared at me.

"Do you want my help or not!?" she snapped. I threw my hands up and held up my little white flag. I loved to irritate her.

"Tell me more about Morgan," I said kindly.

"Not much to tell. She's a weak witch."

"What? You just said she has crazy potions and spells!"

"I did. But just because she knows crazy potions and spells does not mean she is powerful. A powerful witch does not need spells and potions to help her fight. She uses her personal powers. Spells and potions are used to enhance a witch's craft, but when a witch solely relies on them, they can't do s**t in a magical fight. Why do you think Opal was no match for Olivia?"

"I see. So, does this mean you're going to help us fight when the time comes?"

"Well, if you really want me to, then I guess I could be of service," she replied sarcastically.

"Are you sure you're not turning into a light witch there, Svetlana?" I mocked her. She scoffed and grunted at me.

"Do not insult me, Alpha Wyatt!" she snapped and disappeared out of my office, only to come back two seconds later. "I almost forgot. Morgan does not know that the Luna is a Primordial. She only thinks that she is a blessed wolf. You might be able to use that to your advantage." She vanished once more, only to appear again. "One more thing. Last time, I swear. Perhaps creating multiple clones to f**k with Patterson's head might be a good decoy later, no?" she suggested and departed for good this time.

I immediately thought about what she just said. Morgan doesn't know that Rylee is a Primordial. That would also mean that Eric and Ash didn't either. Even knowing who Rylee is, an Alpha by both her parents' blood, they don't know what she is. Svetlana was right, this could actually work in our favor. I didn't forget about the last suggestion she made, but I would have to run that by everyone else before deciding. I needed to get home and talk to Rylee first though. I opened the door and saw that Adriana was back in her seat. "Adriana!"

"Mr. Valencia!" she quickly stood to her feet and pushed down her pencil skirt.

"Where were you ten minutes ago!?"

"Oh, I went to use the ladies' room, and then I got caught up with my lunch delivery," she answered and pointed to the takeout box on her desk.

"Oh, well, next time, if you're going to step away, at least tell me first!"

"Yes, sir! I'm so sorry, sir! Is there anything else?" she asked nervously.

"Cancel the rest of my day. Also, clear everything from my schedule for the next two weeks."

"Sir? You just came back a few weeks ago! We just had a job fair! I literally have HR sending me hundreds of applications to go through!"

"Adriana, you've been my assistant since I took over the company. You know the type of people I want to hire. Go through the applicants and then send me ones that you think are worthwhile."

"But Mr. Valencia, I..."

"Look, I have a lot of issues at home I need to deal with. If you really need help, then ask Casper to help you. He's my VP for a reason."

"Yes, sir." I nodded my head and gathered my things to head home. I could only pray that Rylee wasn't going to murder me when she heard my next stupid idea.

"ARE YOU INSANE!?!?!" Rylee screamed at me. When I got home, the first thing I did was grab Rylee away from the others and dragged her upstairs to our room. I made sure the door was locked and had her sit down before telling her my crazy new idea. "Look, I know it's crazy, but-"

"CRAZY!? You think letting myself get kidnapped by Ash is crazy!? No, Wyatt! IT'S ABSOLUTELY LUDICROUS!!"

"You said so yourself that Ash would never hurt you."

"No, I said that Ash would possibly not kill me. That is very different, Wyatt! Which makes no difference anyway because I am not going to just give myself to ASH PATTERSON!"

"Rylee, less than two weeks ago, you ran out of Golden Moon like a bat out of hell, hell-bent on killing Eric. Had William not stopped you, you would have gone in there with no plan and no backup!" She held her tongue and glared at me, knowing that I caught her being hypocritical. "At least now, we have a plan, there will be back up, and you get to go in and practically mock them to your heart's desire."

"That was different, Wyatt! I didn't know that I was pregnant!"

"I don't think your pregnancy should be an excuse."

"WHAT!? WYATT HOW COULD YOU EVEN SAY THAT!?"

"That's not what I meant, and you know it! Don't put words in my mouth, Ryan Lee!"

"Gah! Don't call me that!" she griped, covering her ears. "Ugh, why did my mom have to name me Ryan!?"

"Well, we can always have Lexie send you back in time, and you can ask her yourself," I suggested. That seemed to pique her interest. "Rylee, this pup is just as important to me as he or she is to you. But, what I meant to say is that I don't think you need to worry about him or her. You're tenacious, and I can guarantee that our pups are just as stubborn as you. Remember what you went through when you were pregnant with Sam? You went through more stress than anyone should ever go through, and yet, you still grew and delivered a healthy pup. Our pup. Our son. If you can go through all of that, there's no reason why you can't go through something as simple as faking a kidnapping."

"And what if Ash tries to hurt our pup?"

"He won't."

"You don't know that! Ash is just as unstable as Eric is! And he killed Sam in my vision!"

"And we already stopped that from happening! Ash is not coming for Sam. He would be stupid to come after him. And here, no less, where Sam is one of the most protected pack members. Ash may be brazen, but just like Eric, he's not stupid. He wouldn't risk hurting Sam, or this pup, even if he were to find out about it."

"What do you mean by if?"

"Rylee, you're barely a few weeks pregnant, if that. Your scent is still the same. It won't change for a few weeks anyway," I reassured her.

"But we don't even know when we're going to be putting all of the plans in motion!"

"Then we get Svetlana to mask the pup's scent." She scoffed and threw her arms in the air.

"I cannot believe that you actually want me to go in there, willingly!"

"f**k no, I don't want you to go in there! If I could tie you to the f*****g bed here I would, but we both know that literally, nothing can hold you down! And I know for a fact that this pregnancy won't stop you from trying to get in on the fight. You're too obsessed with wanting to avenge your parents. I'm simply giving you a reason to actually go in," I told her bluntly. "You just hate the fact that this isn't on your terms." She scowled at me, crossed her arms, and turned her face away from me.

"I hate you," she muttered. I shook my head and chuckled at her. I pinched her chin delicately and had her face me. She was still scowling, but I knew she wasn't actually mad at me. Her mood was just sour because she couldn't be mad at me.

"No, you love me. You just hate that I know you so well," I teased.

"You're insane."

"But you love me anyway."

"Stop it!"

"No."

"Wyatt!" she hollered in annoyance at me. I just gave her a cheesy smile. She scoffed but couldn't help but laugh at me. "I cannot stand you!" "But you still love me."

"Dammit!" she whined, making me laugh even more at her. She shoved me slightly, making me fall over because I was kneeling in front of her. I pulled her down with me and had her land on top of me. She pushed herself up and got into a straddling position. I saw how our bodies were and quirked a brow at her while simultaneously thrusting upwards. "Wyatt! Stop being horny!" she smacked my chest and got up.

"Hey! I was enjoying myself!" I replied while sitting up. She sat on the edge of the bed, and I kneeled in front of her again. "I don't want you to go in there. I really don't. But if there is one thing I hate to admit, it's that I know I can't stop you. But I also trust you to do the right thing. Don't go in there just to kill them. Don't seek vengeance, dearest, seek justice." Her whole body relaxed at my words, and she let out a deep sigh.

"Justice?"

"Yeah, justice. For every one that the Pattersons have ever hurt. You, Kelsey and the others, your mom, Lanie and Lexie, and all of the people they killed recently. Show them who you really are. Show Eric why your mother was meant to be with your father. Show Ash why he was never meant to have you. Show him that he's not good enough for you."

"Oh, and you think you are?" she taunted me.

"Think? Woman, I know I am!"

"Keep telling yourself that," she replied with provocation.

"Rylee Duquesne, are you challenging me?"

"Of course I am, Wyatt Valencia. After all, I outrank you."

"I'll show you who outranks who!" I said and gently tackled her onto the bed and started to tickle her. "AHHHH!!! NO!!!!" She screamed and started to laugh hysterically. I made sure not to put too much weight on her, but I also knew that if she wanted to push me off, she could.

Our tickle fest ended up turning into hot and passionate lovemaking. Since I would have to go into hiding soon, I wanted to make the last few moments I had with her worthwhile. I also made sure to let her know about Svetlana's suggestion about making multiple clones of the Alphas to create decoys for Eric after we had our fill of each other. Rylee was on board with that idea because she knew the confusion could be used to our advantage. One thing Rylee knew about Eric was that he didn't work well under pressure and neither did Ash.

I was able to get all of the Alphas and the Elders on board with this as well. We would use one set of clones for the Alpha meeting to take place where Eric and Ash would potentially come to kill all of us. Then we would use the rest of the clones to ambush them. I just hoped that everything went as planned.