Chosen By The Moon

Chosen By The Moon.

Chapter 154

Dylan POV

I had been driving for just under an hour. Granted I was starting to get the hang of it, but still, the journey was very bumpy, now and again the van would start basically screaming at me which

a very weak Clarke, would tell me it meant we would jolt forward due to my lack of driving skills causing louder

I had to change gears, also every now and again groaning to leave my friends lips.

“Shit!” He whispered out before his head flopped to the side in exhaustion.

“Clarke?! Stay awake, don’t you fucking die on me.” I was panicking so much I couldn’t stop my hands from shaking as they clutched onto the steering wheel. I tried to remain steady, but as each minute passed more blood dripped out of him. I had to pick up speed. “Keep talking to me!”

a minute. It’s a sharp bend.” I barely heard him, his breathing was shallowing out, which was worrying me, it was still dark and I

again. I felt awful, it was all my fault he was in this

wolfsbane dangling down… drive into them.” What? Did he want us to crash? If I drove straight at

straight at them…” I looked over and noticed his eyes were closed, the blankets he was using to stem the bleeding were stained crimson, and the

launched us forward at great speed. The mountain in question began to seem larger and larger

only non came. The vines he spoke about moved with the van and allowed us safe passage into the heart

reaching the other side and coming out into a large area littered an awful lot of trees. Trees

tree. My airbag shot out as well as Ryan’s and I scrambled to deflate both. My eyebrow began to bleed slightly again

for less than a minute before a group of people emerged from behind the trees. Within a minute I had about five different people begin to point very large guns at me in hostility. I was quick to raise my hands up in surrender and open the door in order

whispering began quickly and I managed to make out a few mumbles from people

didn’t care too much about all the guns being pointed at me, what I cared

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