Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 117

Nick POV

“So… what can I help you with?” Sheila was obviously on edge at my presence, as we sat down at her dining table, it was a bit of a kick in the teeth really seeing this woman so frightened by me. It’s not like I could actually do anything.

“I need something smuggled in, and you are the only person I know of that can help. Her frown spoke volumes, and panic swept over her features. Maybe it was because the king was actually present in the district at the moment and if she’s caught, then god knows what he would do, or maybe it was because I could tell Arya or Adrian and then she would be publicly punished, or even worse, executed not that I ever would though.

“What?..” she shook her startled appearance away quickly and cleared her throat, then refused to look me in the eye. “Look, I don’t really

know how I can help…” I gave her a flat look that basically told her, that I knew she knew how to get things in. It was silent for a long minute as she studied my features, eventually she let out a small sigh. What is it you are after?”

going to be a lot more difficult to get than I believe.

are asking for something impossible. I sighed already knowing that what she spoke was indeed the truth, it was going to be a

were going currently. “Dylan would have been able to get them! Yes, I’d lowered the tone by using dylan as a scapegoat, of course my words held

an alpha, surely you can just ask the pack to get them for you. She paced the room while ranting to me about the weight

of her house, she let out a small huff and grabbed something off the kitchen counter before her eyes met mine cautiously, Then continued

behind them, meanwhile I stood up, hoping to eavesdrop slightly, when Tony’s quiet voice sounded through the house. “How many should she take a day?” He asked the doctor who instantly replied to

these to you. Make sure you tell her that she is supposed to take one a day, and that it should be at the same time everyday or they won’t provide the full protection… huh, it must be the pill or some sort of contraception, it sounds very similar to what Dylan had told me she was taking three years ago when we decided to enjoy each

was almost as resourceful and outgoing as Dylan, in fact he too had taken his fair share of punishments, he

I heard

must have switched off to what was being said, I watched as his face quickly morphed into pank and he