Chosen By The Moon

Dylan POV

It has been a strange day, baking with Lewis’s mom. I mean, I enjoyed myself and learnt I actually

wasn’t that bad of a cook. Of course I had a lot of help from someone who obviously enjoyed it, 1 wouldn’t trust myself alone with making a full cake, known my luck I would burn it.

I was currently sat in Gilliards office at his desk, with a hand full of playing cards, while the alpha sat on the opposite side with cards matching my own, the rest of the deck sat in the center and we took turns Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

wapping out cards we did want or need.

“Got any $82” He asked and I hugged pulling an 8 out of my hand and passing it over to him. “Ha, read it and wrap, your grace, I win again.”

“Well, I haven’t played in years. And the last time I did I was probably 10, maybe 11. So I am at an

unfair advantage. Plus your old, so have more experience than I have.” I shrugged smiling smugly at the guy in front of me and watched as he face morphed into that of fake shock.

“Old! I’m 28!” I shrugged, throwing my cards down in defeat once again. “I’ve never been so insulted.”

“I think you’ll get over it.” I chuckled feeling more at ease in this pack than I had anywhere else in the last five years. Maybe I’d be able to stay here after the inevitable happens and The king is taken from the throne. I think I could be somewhat happy.

“Do you know what your going to say? To the Australian rebellion I mean?” 1 shook my head? I never thought previously about what I was going to say, I just usually let my word vomit take over.

“I never do. I’ll just wing it and hope for the best.” I wasn’t sure alpha Gilliard liked that answer because he hummed, yet it sounded hollow and disappointed.

“I’m not sure this is something you can just make up on the spot. If your going to try and get them to join their alliance with ours then it’s a huge ask, we’re going to need to be very persuasive about it.” I shrugged again, I wasn’t too worried about what I was going to say or do. I was more worried about

their reaction to it.

“It’ll be fine. Besides this doesn’t connect me to the actual rebellion yet, it connects me to alpha Daltons grandparents. So I just need to set up an initial remote meeting with the rebels leader. It’ll be fine.” Even he knew I was right. This was just a casual conversation with a retired alpha about possibly working with the rebellious group.

So. We waited and waited. As soon as 9:00pm came I made my move towards the technological device. I had a vague idea about how to work it but I wasn’t at all a hundred percent sure. I pressed the main button and watched it whirl to life.

“Huh, that was actually easier than I thought.” I stated smiling slightly as it began to ring. I was even more shocked when an older gentleman became a holographic projection on the table.

“Dalton?!” He asked obviously confused by the whole thing, I mean clearly I was not alpha Dalton, and I doubt the alpha told the poor man that he had given this phone device to me.

“Erm, no. Dalton actually gave this to me last week.” His eyes widened drastically as he looked at me. I mean at this stage I really didn’t need to tell anyone my name. My face was practically a sign that told everyone who I was. I was far too well known.

“Your Grace…” His finger fumbled over the projector before his shouts were heard “Marianne, quick, the queens on the phone.” He looked off to the side to shout for who I’m guessing was his partner and mate. I let out a small chuckle at the man’s reaction, but even more so when his wife slightly muffled reply.

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