Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 131

Dylan POV

“That’s the last of the bags!” Adrian stated to Nick as they both helped me carry a dozen trash bags down the stairs and out front. The house was more empty than I’d ever seen it, except for furniture of course.

It was so much more difficult than I ever thought it would be, seeing all my moms things exactly where she left them, thinking she would see and use everything again, Instead she was gone, and it was all my fault. If I’d have just accepted his grace from the start then none of this would have happened, and my mom would still be here.

“Can we go now?” Id barely spoken all day, out of fear of breaking down screaming again, my tears flowed constantly but I was able to bury my dejection down, and get on with my task numbly. I didn’t want to stick around my old home for much longer, I simply wanted to lie in bed and let my despair swallow me… I was never lucky enough to do anything that I wanted.

of them answered my question straight away. Instead Adrian

needs to know.” I could have 5 minutes doing what exactly? I stared at my friend who nodded his head and allowed pure sympathy to cloud his features, his eyes quickly darted to his old house and

to have him close the gap I

won’t find out from us!” Adrian was quick to respond, my fear coursed through me but I couldn’t help but let anticipation slightly replace it. “He

my cheeks all throughout the day suddenly stopped as I looked at the alpha to be. My mind quickly jumbled

of the district packs alpha, the one who once stated that all humans were properly, the one who used to stare at me for no reason in the schools corridors, nothing but distain and hatred on his face. The one who stood

leader in the district?

think anything else, I simply nodded to myself, telling myself that I could trust him, telling myself that he would never allow a 6 year old to be hurt. I’d convinced myself stupidly that Adrian was one of

his mouth quickly hung open at my appearance, and he didn’t speak a word when he moved to the side to allow me past. I stepped in and instantly got flashbacks of all the blood that soaked the floor yesterday, it had been completely cleaned up now, but still, it would haunt me until the day I died myself. My sad, tired eyes met the now empty floor space that was occupied by my mothers body, and my tears began to flow once