Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 92

“Oh…erm…

suppose I was just sort of here, without explanation or a heads up. I hadn’t realized my arrival would be such a cause of worry.

She looked at my face and sighed, she could read me like a book sometimes.

“What did you do?” Her eyes widened at her question. She knows I must have done something in order to have been here currently. “Why has Josh given Oliver the beta position and gotten a new gamma?” Wait, what?

beta or gammas help, it would have taken him ages, but seriously it had only been just short of a week.

fell over in shock. While I chuckled awkwardly, yes I was in a bad situation, but Dylan was much worse off. “I’m sorry mom, but I couldn’t stand by and keep watching his treatment of Dylan… I mean, the queen, as if she was nothing but a traitor.” Oop I caught my mistake quickly not that my mother actually picked up on

supposed to be his queen, and all he is doing is constantly torturing her. What

queen Dylan?” I nodded my head and sighed again. I knew

she has this natural ability to get people on board with her ideals, not to mention she absolutely beautiful. She just wants a better life. My mom listened intently to the way I spoke about our queen. The outside world has no recollection or knowledge on what Dylan was actually like. They only saw glimpses, I think the wolves probably thought she deserved everything she was subjected too especially when Josh made a fabricated speech before hand about her attitude and actions. Most people wouldn’t assume that the king would take punishing his goddess given

in shock, I heard her heart beat a little bit faster every time my second mates name was spoke and it caused unease to cloud my features. I say second mate, but me and Eliana never

her haven’t you? You hold her in much too high regards for your feelings to be simply platonic.” Ahh my mother knew me well. I wonder if she lived

head and sighed. She ran her hand down her face and

it and give me any information she had on the rebellion which would help me find them, or she could call me a traitor. I don’t think she would tum me in though, I think she would probably tell me to leave, I was still her son.