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.

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

yard!” My head snapped up as my eyes

my brothers fleeing form head 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

forced to come out of their homes to watch the public floggings, much to our

an audience, my punisher grew his claws, and tore my top to shreds, showing my already scarred back to the crowd. A leather strap was

was almost unbearable, and I knew without even looking that blood

and was unable to comprehend why. The last stroke sounded through the air and a audible grunt left my mouth as I dropped the leather strap I was biting on, on to

hands were released and my body instantly crashed to the ground, blood dropping slightly onto the little stage

and they take 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

panting trying to cover my exposed front

times. AM I UNDERSTOOD!” A few mumbles of yes were heard

next in line. I felt a warm

towards my best friend, Nick Kiwal. “What the hell did you do?” I

to even speak never mind anything else.