Chosen By The Moon

Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 151

Dylan POV

I really did know this man.

He was the one who held the silver rod before burning my flesh in front of the world, he worked in the palace, for king josh, and he took great pleasure in my torment.

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Ryan was quick to step next to the man, however the gargantuans thick arm shot out and his hand wrapped around poor Clarkes neck. He lifted him off the ground instantly, leaving Ryan struggling for breath.

“Stop it!” I demanded and rushed forward, only for the man to drop my friend instantly. Clarke began to cough and splutter for breath as he sat on the floor of the truck. Before another word was uttered my own arm was grabbed tightly. The metal cuffs from my restraints were still tightly around my libs and my hands had gone a slight shade of blue because if this, so I felt the pressure of his grip more than I usually would.

to find my footing. He pushed me onto my knees then left me to speak into an in ear device, but his words were mumbled as he walked away ever so slightly, meaning I couldn’t for the life of me make them

swept through me as I looked around the dark area trying to see if my torturer had

head shot to Clarke, who was stood in the back of the van holding a pistol. He had definitely hit the wolf, but hardly even caused a paper

his claws to elongate, his eyes began to glow a bright silver almost resembling the moon itself as he stalked towards my transporter. It reminded me of the king. Within an instant Clarkes

wound instantly as he fell to his knees, dropping the

let his

worryingly leaking injury. The wolf didn’t stop with just one,

body again,

had to

tongue, but noise couldn’t escape me. I just watched as Ryan tried to

I had to force my body to move. No one else was going to die the same

inner turmoil I allowed my skinny body to launch itself at the wolf, who barely even felt the

below us. The back of my head hit the floor and with it my