Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 1

Dylan POV.

CRACK!

“Argh!” A small pain filled cry left my mouth as I ran in front of my brother, just in time to take the lashing that was originally meant for him.

“That boy, just completely disregarded the alpha of your districts pack, step aside.” One of the packs warriors held a long thick whip in his hand while looking at me then glancing behind him to look upon my brother.

“He’s six years old. He didn’t mean to…” I was cut off by another load crack and a stinging sensation hit my cheek, my hand moved up to my face, as I inspected the wound, I looked at the fingers that had gently grazed my now stinging cheek and noticed a line of blood coated them. My face was bleeding.

“Do you wish to make this a public punishment? I can assure you that it will not end well for you if you don’t move aside, human.” I don’t want to take another punishment, I had received my last one almost 2 months ago now, and it took me weeks to heal, my back is already scarred for life.

“He meant no disrespect, he was just playing, please. He’s a child, would you really stoop so low as to…” another crack was heard as his whip slashed down on my arm. I winced before my eyes shot open seeing the lycans fist connect with my Jaw.

as I bent my head in submission, simply to save my brothers life. I felt my little brothers hands on the bottom of my top, as

court yard!” My head snapped up as

towards our house in the human district, a smile graced my face knowing my bother was safe, shortly after fear clouded me as I was forced along. Many people began staring at me as I was dragged to the stupid stage in the courtyard, my wrists were then fastened to a post and a

watch the public floggings, much to our dismay. Even

claws, and tore my top to shreds, showing my already scarred back to the crowd. A leather strap was

that blood was pouring out of each cut. 15 was the usual amount given for punishments so I couldn’t understand why I

the amount given in regular punishment, and was unable to comprehend why. The last stroke sounded

the ground, blood dropping slightly onto the little stage that was

the form of a wolf, fur, tails, the whole works. Naturally with their clothes destroyed, when they shift back they are always butt naked. so me having my entire naked torso on show was the

the stage, panting trying to cover my exposed front when I felt a foot dig into

the superior species, and you will show us respect at all times. AM I UNDERSTOOD!” A few mumbles of yes were heard before

in line. I felt a warm coat being placed over my bloodied back

head turned towards my best friend, Nick Kiwal. “What the hell did you do?” I was still being held up by

speak never mind anything else. He just looked at me