Chosen By The Moon

Dylan POV.

My mind was racing as I took in Lewis story. The lycans uprising came from the behavior of humans, it was as if history was repeating itself. Honestly it was such a shock, but even so, I still couldn’t understand why torturing everyone who was human was considered normal. Sure, tracking down all the groups of so called hunters and executing justice I could understand, but to take revenge on the entire species was just horrific.

My mouth opened to add more questions to the ones the previous beta had already answered, but instantly closed it at the arrival of the packs doctor. He looked at the two of us, obviously sensing

tension between us.

“What exactly happened to this guy? Of course the doctor didn’t know that our silence was due to something entirely different than the dead guy who lay in the back of the truck. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

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“He was dying in agony, begging us to end it for him. So I shot him in the head.” I stated slightly void emotion which probably made me look like a psychopath, but it helped me to cope with everything.

“Ahh, someone should go and tell Morag. She’s been screaming for the past 40 minutes, now I guess we know why.” This girl Morag must have been his mate, the one that bit him, I felt like I had put two and two together and actually made the number four for once in my entire life.

“Where is she? His mate I mean? Is She in the dungeons?” The packs doctor gave a small nod of hist head confirming my theory, just as I was about to take off though. Lewis caught my arm gently.

“Ill wait up for you in my room, ok? Please Dylan.” His look held everything, pain, love longing. Of course I was going to meet him tonight, I mean let’s face it, there was absolutely no way I was getting to sleep on my own. Even with Lewis present I imagine my mind will be extremely active tonight. And I liked being around him. His story may have been vague but he still told me about it. I was definitely going to pry a bit more at a later date, but for now, for now I was appeased.

“Ok, I’ll See you later.” Although it was getting excessively late. As soon as I had finished up delivering the news I would be going straight to sleep.

The damp smell hit me again, and the feeling of my hairs rising up and goose bumps forming on my arms hit me full force, was it this eerie when I came down here to see Oliver? 1 guess I wasn’t alone when I did, plus he was in the very first cell, so I didn’t have to walk this far in.

I glanced in all of the cells as I went a long. One held an old guy who apparently had put wolfsbane in the entire water supply meaning the wolves couldn’t drink properly for a few days. Another was a lady, a she wolf who had killed her own child due to jealousy of her mates attention. And lastly I came to Morag’s cell.

She was wailing, and sobbing as she banged her fist on the wall rhythmically. It was clear as day who she was. She rocked on her bed and was muttering to herself while crying irrationally. She hadn’t even noticed I had come into view.

“He’s dead!” I stated, causing her cheek stained tears to turn to me drastically. She growled and went to run at me, but a pair of chains held her wrists to the wall, and she huffed knowing full well she couldn’t

escape.

“Don’t you dare say that. Hes stronger than you know. He wants to be with me.” I shook my head at her delusions. I had never met someone who was so obviously out right unhinged.

“You marked him, without his consent. What did you expect would happen?” Wailing began again, then it turned into a scream of pure horror. Her reaction was something I will never forget.

Chapter Comments

Tammie Gooding

uh, why isn’t obvious that Josh killed Iliana.

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