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.

mouth as I bent my head in submission, simply to save my brothers life. I felt my little

My head snapped up

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

to watch the public floggings, much to our

showing my already scarred back to the crowd. A leather strap was placed in my mouth for

and I knew without even looking that blood was

unable to comprehend why. The last stroke sounded through the air and a audible grunt left

my body instantly crashed to the ground, blood dropping slightly

I should explain, wolves don’t care about nudity. They often wander around wearing nothing at all. When they shift, their clothes tear and they take the form of a wolf, fur, tails, the whole works. Naturally with their clothes destroyed, when they shift back

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

will show us respect at all times. AM I UNDERSTOOD!” A few mumbles of yes were heard before my hair was grabbed and I was thrown off the stage. My naked arms scraped on the floor

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

the hell did you do?” I was still being held up by the two men

too tired to even speak never mind anything else. He just looked at me and