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 brothers hands on the bottom

head snapped up as my eyes

felt a pair of hands on each arm as I was suddenly dragged away by two wolves, I turned back slightly, to see 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 staring at me as I was dragged to the stupid stage in the courtyard, my wrists were then fastened to a post and a leather strap was placed

floggings, much to

had enough of 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 placed in

looking that blood was pouring

physically drained. I had taken double the amount given in regular punishment, and was unable

crashed to the ground,

a wolf, fur, tails, the whole works. Naturally with their clothes destroyed, when they shift back they are always

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

AM I UNDERSTOOD!” A few mumbles of yes were heard before my hair

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

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

to even speak never mind anything else. He