Chosen By The Moon

Chosen By The Maor

Chapter 105

“And how exactly can we trust you? All I see is one human sticking up for another. The newly appointed Gamma was quick to question my motives. I had to be smart about my answer.

“There’s no way in hell I’d help her willing. I don’t particularly go around aiding traitors to our kind.” Gasps we’re heard around, and my sight briefly met Nicks, he too looked on edge, but smiled nonetheless knowing what I was doing.

“She’s telling the truth, your grace.” Nick quickly began to intervene as well which actually helped for once. He did know me well. “Erin was one of the first people to accept the new world. Queen Dylan has hated her since she was claimed.” It wasn’t a lie, I did used to hate her, now though now I felt sorry for her. She was drowning almost as much as I was in this new world, but instead she decided to combat things in a different way, at the end of the day, we were both surviving so neither approach was wrong.

down, trying to act as nonchalant as I could. I know when to push and when not too. “Check her back for scars or

her mate. “You heard your queen, show your traitors back to the room. All the wolves around the table looked at her in

his hands curled menacingly into fists as she still hadn’t moved. I stole a glance to beta Monroe and frowned slightly, I darted my eyes to Erin and back to the beta who finally

grabbed Erin gently but firmly and turned her back to the room before pulling her dress apart and showing her back to the entire pack. There it was, completely unscathed, not a single mark or blemish on her

head and quickly took his jacket off to drape over Erin’s shoulders, she clutched

and extremely “Well now… shall we have desert brought out?” Aria stated suddenly mustering up silent. You could probably have cut the tension with a blunt butter knife, the smallest bit of resistance would have completely snapped the tension in two. The king chuckled at the female

king, but he was so quick with his movements that 1 didn’t fully comprehend what he had done at first, as my hand quickly erupted in pain. In fact he hadn’t given anyone time to comprehend his words before my wrist was grabbed, my left hand was slammed flat onto the table and the kings fork was stabbed full force, directly into the back of