My Miracle Luna
Chapter 67

{Kendrick's P.O.V.}

It's been three days since Wyatt left to be with Rylee, and so far everything is good. She's still on bed rest, and he's apparently catering to her hand and foot. It was good to know that things between them haven't changed. He says that he's immune to the cloak for

now, but when she comes back with him, Rylee will be Megan to everyone.

The rest of us were currently sitting down to lunch, and enjoying the peace and quiet; however, that was soon cut short when the she-devil herself walked in,

"Have you guys seen Wyatt?" Layla asked.

"He's out of the country," I answered bluntly not even sparing her a glance.

"What do you mean he's out of the country? Where did he go?"

"Why the f**k is that any of your concern?" Melody asked staring daggers at her.

"What the f**k is your problem?" Layla snapped

"You're my f*****g problem b***h!"

"What the f**k did I do!?"

"YOU SLEPT WITH MY BROTHER! THAT'S WHAT YOU f*****g DID! AND YOU'RE APPARENTLY STILL TRYING TO SLEEP WITH HIM!" These two can never be in the same room together. They would rip each other's heads off.

"Get lost, Layla!" Milan shouted, making Layla snap her head in Milan's direction. "No one f*****g wants you here, so get the f**k out,"

"The castle is for all pack members!" Layla yells back.

"Unless said so by the ranked members! Which are us, so get the f**k out!" Milan shouted standing to her feet.

"ENOUGH!" I shouted in my Beta tone making all of them snap their heads at me. "All three of you are being ridiculous. Angel, you need to stop bringing up the past. Yes, Wyatt slept with her, but he's already made it quite clear that it's never happening again," Melody huffed and crossed her arms. "And Milan, the castle is neutral grounds, and we can't kick out anyone, no matter how annoying or disrespectful they are," saying the last statement directly at Layla. "And where Wyatt went on personal time is none of your f*****g concern. He's going to be gone for a few weeks, up to a month,"

"What!? Why?"

"Not that it's any of your concern, but if you must know, he's upset that we haven't found the Luna yet, and wanted to take some to time to think of his next course of action. Whether it's to keep searching or let go and move on," When I said the last part, I saw the glint of hope in her eyes. Of course, she thinks that this means Wyatt will give her a chance. Boy is she in for a rude awakening when he comes with his new mistress

"He's going to keep searching for her," Melody said. "He loves her, he's loved her since he was eighteen. He's not going to give up, even if he doesn't remember her. Her rejection nearly killed him, and that's enough proof for anyone to know the mate bond was always there underneath the amnesia,"

"I agree with Mel," Milan said. "Even if Wyatt doesn't remember Rylee, his heart does, and that's what matters. If he gives up, I don't think I'll ever forgive him," she adds on. Damn, honestly, I know these two are acting, but they made it really believable. "Do you guys think Wyatt would ever replace her?" Jason asked out of the blue.

"What do you mean?" Milan asked.

"You know, take a chosen mate to replace his destined one? It's not uncommon," he answered. I quickly took a glance at Layla who had even a bigger smile. This girl seriously had no poker face. She seriously thought that this meant there was a chance for her. She was even more delusional than we thought. I know for the fact the others saw her reaction to, and it allowed them to play with her emotions some more.

"I don't know if I could see my brother do that. Rylee was like the little sister I never had. I couldn't possibly show respect to someone that wasn't her," "Well if you want my opinion..."

"Your opinion doesn't f*****g matter b***h," Milan snapped at Layla. She grunted in frustration and turned her heel to leave, but not before she mumbled,

"I'm going to slap that b***h so hard when I'm Luna," we all heard what she said and we all just looked at each other and rolled our eyes. After we knew she was out of hearing range, Jason commented first,

"How the f**k is she not banished yet? The way she speaks to us, the ranked members is unfathomable in any other pack,"

"Wyatt said to leave her alone. You know he runs this pack differently, that's why we're so big. Wyatt will only banish when absolutely necessary, like the s**t with Andrea," I said to him.

"I can't believe he didn't just kill her," Melody said. "I mean, she f*****g tried to kill Irene, your sister-in-law. She's technically the same rank as me, she's a Beta female,"

"I know that Angel but killing her would have been showing her mercy in Wyatt's eyes. That's why he threw her out with open wounds infected with wolfbane without medical aid. If the infection didn't kill her, then the scarring would be reallllyyyy bad," "Didn't her parents leave to go be with her?" Milan asked, and I nodded my head.

"They did, but three days after she was thrown out, so, they had their work cut out for them looking for her," I replied.

"Too bad we can't do the same s**t that to the psychopath," Melody mumbled under breath.

"Angel, that's enough," I tell her sternly. She scowled at me and stabbed her turkey with her fork and brought the entire piece to her mouth. I just shook my head. Melody always ate like a Viking whenever she was annoyed or upset. These next few weeks without Wyatt was going to be interesting.

{Rylee's P.O.V.}

"Wyatt! Move your big head!"

"No," I grunted and tried to push him away, but he was just too damn heavy. "Stop dearest, I'm not moving,"

"Do you realize how heavy your head is?! And you're laying it on top of my bladder!"

"Fine," he finally moved over. Ever since Wyatt came to live with us at the condo, he's been obsessed with laying his head on top of my stomach to feel the baby kick or move around when I was sitting up in the bed. Since Dr. Andrews put me on permanent bed rest until I gave birth, Wyatt has become super irritating and is my constant shadow. I can't even go to the bathroom without him hovering. "Wyatt, were you always like this? I honestly can't remember a time that you were actually clingy,"

"Dearest, you left me, rejected me, nearly killed me, and ran away with my unborn child, so yes, I'm f*****g clingy right now," I just rolled my eyes. Not at the fact that he admitted to being clingy, but the fact that he threw all that back in my face. "Just for clarification, you tried to kill me first,"

"Why do you have to bring that up!?" he whined. "I told you I was sorry, baby,"

"You brought up the fact that I almost killed you first!"

"Yeah, well, you knew we were mates and you still rejected me,"

"You're the one who flirted with other girls,"

"I said I was sorry, dearest, plus, that one fact is what's going to help sell our act of you being my mistress,"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," I rolled my eyes again and went back to reading my book. Wyatt immediately laid his head on my stomach again, and I just looked down at him annoyed.

"I'm not moving, so don't even bother telling me," he said closing his eyes. I just sighed and shook my head. I had no choice but to let him be since he was more stubborn than I remember. Though, I honestly believe that my severe irritability has to do with the fact that I'm so hormonal and ready for this pregnancy to be over with.

"Knock knock," I looked up and saw Olivia come in with a tray of food.

"Ooohh, what's for lunch?" I excitedly asked while rubbing my hands together.

"I made some chicken and gnocchi casserole,"

"Oh, that's sound good," Wyatt said without even looking at her or lifting his head.

"Alpha, you really shouldn't be resting your head on her like that," Olivia said putting the tray down on the nightstand.

"Shhh... My pup and I are communicating," he said to her. I just looked at her and she giggled at him shaking her head.

"Help me," I begged her.

"Rylee, you're more than strong enough to move him, you're just choosing not to," I scoffed and gasped.

"I resent that statement. He's a foot taller than me and weighs almost double, I don't care how strong I am, I can't move his big a's head, let alone his big a*s body,"

"Are you calling me fat dearest?"

"No, I'm saying you're huge,"

"Mmmm...I know, and you love it," he said in a strange tone. I c****d my head when he said that because I didn't know what he meant. He opened his eyes and winked at me. Then it dawned on me what he meant, so I smacked the top of his head. "Ow, f**k baby," "You're so perverted!"

"You love me either way," he said without a care. I just looked at Olivia who was trying so hard not to laugh.

"Wyatt, move your big head so I can eat my food,"

"Ugh, you're no fun," he said and finally got up. He helped me sit up straight, and Olivia brought the tray to me. Wyatt and I ate together while Olivia went back to the kitchen to clean up. I felt bad that she was now doing all of the housework. After lunch, Wyatt took the tray and empty plates back out to the kitchen, and I could hear him and Olivia arguing about doing the dishes. Olivia won, as always and Wyatt came back in.

"Wyatt, aren't you tired of being cooped up in the house?" I asked him as he came to lay down next to me again.

"Not at all. I'm on vacation dearest, and as I said earlier, I've been without you for months. Staying at home with you is something I've missed doing more than you realize," I just looked at him. "Rylee, even when my memories were lost, my heart knew who you were, Blade still knew who you were, and after you rejected us, damn, baby, my heart felt like it broke into a million pieces. When I got my memories back, and they mixed with the memories of my having hurt you, f**k, I wanted to kill myself," "Wyatt,"

"Rylee, your rejection hurt more than me thinking you had died all those years ago. Because at least back then, I hadn't known your love, your kiss, your touch, your p***y," he whispered the last part and I smacked his arm, making him chuckle. "My point is, I had more to miss after you left me than when I thought you were dead. That whole saying, 'it's better to have and lost than to never have loved at all' is f*****g bullshit. It is not better. It is a million times worse. Whoever came up with that quote never experienced true love,"

"Wyatt, I really am sorry for having hurt you like that,"

"Wyatt, I really am sorry for having hurt you like that,"

"Don't be sorry dearest, I deserved it. Especially after the way I had hurt you. Had I not been such a stubborn a*****e and complete jerk to you, this never would have happened. My not knowing at the time or not remembering did not give me the right to treat you the way I did," I leaned my head against his shoulder, and he put his arm around me kissing the side of my head.

"I love you, Wyatt,"

"I love you more, Rylee," we just sat there in silence enjoying each other's touch for a few minutes. "Rylee?" "Yeah?"

"You know when we go back, I can't really tell you that I love you until we're behind closed doors right?"

"Yeah, I know. You're at least going to be nice to me right?"

"Of course I'll be nice and cordial to you. Megan is the mother of my pup, I have to be nice," I just smiled. "Wyatt?"

"Yes, dearest,"

"In your opinion, do you think I'm prettier, or do you think Megan is prettier?"

"Hmmm...I think you're prettier, by far, but Megan is still beautiful," I just nodded at his answer. "How did you come up with her look anyway?"

"Do you really want to know?" he nodded his head. "Do you know those dolls from back in the '90s, cabbage patch kids?" he looked at me with wide eyes.

"No,"

"Yeahhh..."

"You got your look from a cabbage patch kid!?"

"Well, the hair, skin tone, and chubby cheeks I did, the eye color and freckles were Olivia's idea," Wyatt started to laugh so hard he ended up rolling off of the bed. "Wyatt!"

"Baby...hahaha! You got your alias from a discontinued child's plaything!?" he was holding his stomach laughing so hard that he started to cry.

"I don't think it's really that funny, Wyatt," I said crossing my arms.

"It's not just funny, that's f*****g brilliant!"

"What?"

"Dearest, your alias is literally one of a kind! I mean, I always tease you about being a walking barbie, but that's only because you're so petite and you're blonde, but the fact that you actually got your new look from a doll is a f*****g amazing," "Why do I get the feeling you're laughing at me!?" I yelled getting annoyed with him laughing.

"Rylee, I'm not laughing at you. I just find the irony behind your new look amusing," he said climbing back on the bed. He tried to hug me, and I pushed him away. "Aw, come on dearest, are you mad?"

"I'm annoyed, I thought my new look was pretty, and you're laughing at it,"

"Baby, I told you I wasn't laughing at you, or Megan," he said leaning in and kissing my shoulder. "Though in my opinion, you are the most beautiful creature the moon goddess has ever created, Megan comes in second place. When I first met her, I thought she was beautiful, and adorable at the same time. I think it's the chubby cheeks and freckles,"

"Whatever,"

"Nah uh, don't be like that. I know you're pregnant, but you know I hate it when you get snobby like that. You remind me of Layla," I scoffed and scowled at him.

"Did you just compare me to that b***h!?"

"No, I compared your attitude to that b***h, now cut the crap, and kiss me," he demanded. I scowled at him again and wanted to turn away, but he grabbed my face before I could and kissed me hard. As much as I wanted to push him away, his aggressive nature was a huge turn on. He licked my lips wanting me to open my mouth and I did. He shot his tongue in, and our tongues wrestled until he gained full control.

We both moaned and groaned into the kiss. I pulled away when my lungs started to burn, but he kept kissing my jaw and my neck. He then licked my mark and gently grazed his canines across it making my body shiver and a pool formed between my thighs. "Wyatt, s-s-stop,"

"Mmmm... Are you sure you want me to?" he asked as he pulled down the front of my shirt and exposed my extremely engorged breasts. He licked the top of them, and gently massaged one.

"Wyatt, this isn't fair, I'm not allowed to have s*x,"

"f**k, I forgot," he said and backed away, but not before I started to leak with want from my private area.

"I hate you, Wyatt! Now I'm horny and we can't do anything about it! It doesn't help that the hormones make it worse!"

"I'm sorry dearest, but for what it's worth, I'm missing out too. Jerking off doesn't do s**t anymore," I just rolled my eyes at him.

I hated being on bed rest, but Dr. Andrews says the I'm only allowed to the bathroom and back. I'm also not allowed to take a shower, only a bath. I was so ready for our pup to be born. I've always been an active person and hated being lazy like this. Just a few more days.