Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 114

Adrian POV

That girl had a death wish. It was official, Dylan really did want to die. Her words struck everyone as she stared at the king her voice was hard, when she struck the final verbal blow causing him to shift out of rage. A small smug grin played out on my lips at her words, she knew exactly what to say without even thinking too much about it, she always did, even from the very beginning.

I watched her getting grabbed, and frowned when she refused to stop talking even though the king had already left. There was absolutely no hint of fear in her tone as she shouted over the crowd while being dragged away, hundreds of flashes from cameras went off as she passed everyone and was forced back to the pack house. She had guts, and she wasn’t afraid to show it, even after everything.

The voices of the humans became loud as they all began to speak about the events that just unfolded, my only thought was of the human queen, who would most likely end up being killed for her mouth alone.

Also seeing the look on my fathers face if I ever did bring her home as my mate would have

the girl she always made me wonder about the rebellion. With her at the helm, would they actually have a shot at defeating my kind? Even now after watching her speak, I was pretty convinced of it. I understood now why people called her the

stood pacing the floor threateningly next to Dylan while she sat on the wooden flooring. She wasn’t scared of

spoken lightly I meant them wholeheartedly, and I would have done so, but I was seriously hoping I didn’t have to. In all honesty I was extremely grateful that the rest of the pack weren’t

was a supporter of Josh’s father and the king himself. I never understood it. I liked the world we used to live in. “I should teach you to respect

and Dylan stood up

which you evidently lack. Alpha!” She spoke with a tone as hard as steel, she wasn’t helping the situation at

them even knowing about us at one point in time. We were able to shift

that we were superior. We were able to lash out at them in any way we deemed fit, which in time made us complacent to the world