Chosen By The Moon

Chosen By The Moon

Dylan POV

“You’re G… I get it, G for Gilliard… you helped me to make and distribute the counterfeit milk tokens.” His eyes widened drastically as he looked me up and down in disbelief.

“You’re R?” He was very confused by this point not that I blamed him of course. “But what does the R

stand for?”

“R for Riley as in Dylan Riley… It’s nice to Finally meet you… Gilliard.” I smiled genuinely at the man in front of me. I had no idea that the alpha that was in charge of this pack, and heading the rebellion itself would be the one stood in front of me currently.

“Why not use the initial D?” His mate asked with an amused smile as the alpha gently took the cell out. of my hand and placed it on the desk once more.

“Well, people tend to get the wrong impression when an unknown number is saved in someones phone as D… it could mean anything couldn’t it?” I chuckled at the insinuation and instantly was met with looks of understanding. “I learned quickly that it was easier to be known as R or Riley. It’s a good job I did really, because if I hadn’t, everything would have come to light as soon as I was claimed by his grace, and then my life would have been far worse than it already was.”

“Hang on… If you were my contact, then that would mean that I was speaking with a thirteen, possibly fourteen year old about executions and public punishments. I assumed I was talking to an adult, especially given the knowledge you had on equipment made long before your time. How is it

you knew how to work the old electricals?” So he thought that I was older than I was when we were in contact together? That makes sense, we did only speak to each other on extremely rare occurrences, everything else was communicated through text or messages. Besides, I had no idea I was speaking to a fully fledged adult, and I certainly didn’t assume that he was a Lycan, never mind an alpha.

“Well my dads job was to build and restore old equipment, before it was outlawed, he would bring everything home, and show me the inner workings of it all. I might be young but i was practically raised taking apart and reassembling old fashioned appliances. I probably know how they work much more than I know how the latest technology does.” I shrugged as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.

I didn’t talk about my dad much, but whenever I did it was usually to chastise certain members of the lycan species and hold them accountable for everything that had spiraled in my life, since the new world took effect. Only this time I was actually talking about him in a positive light, I was finally remembering the good times we had instead of only his death at my own hands. NôvelDrama.Org content.

“You never told me thats what your father did.” Lewis interjected as he gently placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder, silently asking me if I was alright to be talking about this stuff.

“Well, it’s not exactly something I could have casually bought up in conversation. Is it?” It wasn’t something he had asked me before so I had no idea how I was meant to approach the subject with him,

hell, I wasn’t even sure if he wanted to talk about that stuff.

“What did your mom do?” I smiled at how he was actively going out of his way, at a time like that no less, to try and get to know me a little bit better. It made my stomach flutter once again and a small

blush crept up on my cheeks as I thought about how Lewis always did manage to break my walls down.

“She was a worker in the local bakery… that’s how she managed to get placed on inventory when the

new world began. Her new world job made my tasks much easier as I was able to get hold of all the

relevant data.” Deep down, I knew that if I hadn’t have started things up, then someone else most likely

would have in my stead.

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