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 the life of me make them

if my torturer had a friend, only

pistol. He had definitely hit the wolf, but

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 silence as the wolfs

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

more let his claws roughly

leaking injury. The wolf didn’t stop

again, and

to do

on the tip of my tongue, but noise couldn’t escape me. I just watched

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

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

barely had time to even breath before I was grabbed and painfully slammed down onto the concrete ground below us. The back of my head hit the floor and with it my senses became slightly dull, a small warm trickle of wet dripped down my neck making me think that

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