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.

effortlessly dragged out and onto the road all the while struggling 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

my torturer had a friend, only my thoughts

holding a pistol. He had definitely hit the wolf, but hardly even caused a paper cut worth of pain, he

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 scream shattered the eerie

as he fell to his knees, dropping the gun completely out of the

let his

The wolf didn’t stop with just

body again, and

had to

was on the tip of my tongue, but noise couldn’t escape me. I just watched as Ryan tried to protect himself

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

even felt the impact of my form, but it had the desired effect as he quickly stopped

my head hit the floor and with it my senses became slightly dull, a