{Rylee’s P.O.V.}
“I’m sorry, but who are you?” Wyatt asked looking straight into my eyes.
“What?” was all I could say.
“Who are you? Why did you just hug me?”
“Wyatt, it’s me, Rylee,”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t know you, and I don’t appreciate you hugging me like that,” I looked to Grace and Ronan and then to Kendrick and Jason, and they were just as shocked as I was.
“Dude, what’s the matter with you? That’s Rylee, you know, your mate, our Luna,” Kendrick said gritting his teeth so the humans wouldn’t hear. Wyatt just looked at him confused and lifted his brow again.
“Bro, I don’t have a mate, and the pack doesn’t have a Luna,” I gasped at his words. What was even more insane was that in his mind, he was t
