Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 5

Dylan POV.

“Ouch, not so hard.” I seethed as the school nurse cleaned my new wound with antiseptic.

“If you had of just kept your mouth shut, this wouldn’t have happened.” I turned to my right looking out the window at the few clouds that were floating in the blue sky.

“Like I said, I’m proud to be human, and now everyone knows what I am.” I clenched my fist together as the nurse began wrapping a bandage around my forearm.

It had been a good few hours since the incident in the hall, and I had been forced to come to the nurces office after I had tried to clean my wound by splashing it with water from the tap, it also refused to stop bleeding.

“You are impossible. Can you please just try and stay out of trouble? For one day, that’s all I ask.” Our school nurse is a wolf, she’s one of them. However she hates the way they treat us mere humans, she thinks we should all just live in peace with equal rights. Like that would ever happen.

“All I’ve done is stay out of trouble, but you are just going to humiliate me anyway, so what’s the actual point?”

“The pack were discussing a public execution, Dylan. You need to walk on egg shells from now on, not just for you but for your family as well.” No ones been publicly executed in over 4 months, I’m flattered they’re considering it. They only execute people who they believe are the biggest problems to society.

I chuckled, before looking at the patch job. ‘Huh, not too shabby.’ I quickly stood up from the human nursing station and pulled the sleeve of my shirt down covering

I just gave her a blank look before leaving the room. On the way out I heard her call back to me.

Later in the evening…

Freddie looked up at me with a mouth

My mom scolded him as a bashful blush made its way to

muffled as he swallowed the

a fucking pathetic excuse for…”

ears everywhere, one more word out of you and it’s your room.” I scowled, my hatred for the Lycan kind growing stronger

of fucking options.” I stated slamming my hands down,

to regard my mothers worried expression. Her eyebrows were raised and her eyes were dull and judging as she looked

quickly took my plate in my hand and began to walk to the kitchen. “I’m not really hungry, and I have homework to do!” My mom caught

“Stay there and don’t move until it’s cleaned up ok sport?” He just nodded with wide eyes, I turned back to my mom and noticed her curious stare on my arm. Her grip shifted to the other side as she turned it around before pulling my sleeve up. The bandage was showing and a bit of blood was seeping though

began to fumble with the bandage. Before she could

large pieces of the broken plate

do Dylan?” She looked at me with pure worry and only then did I realize what the wound must look like to someone who

assembly alright? It’s no big deal.” Her face dropped instantly and she