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!”

barely heard him, his breathing was shallowing out, which was worrying me, it was still dark and I couldn’t put

wincing once again. I felt awful, it was all

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

was using to stem the bleeding were

the accelerator and launched us forward at great speed. The mountain in question began

came. The vines he spoke about moved with the

the other side and coming out into a large area

but drove the front straight into the trunk of a nearby tree. My airbag shot out as well as Ryan’s and I scrambled to deflate both. My eyebrow began to bleed slightly again and I sighed as I felt it. begin to trickle down my

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

and panic, a lot of whispering began quickly and I managed to make out a few mumbles from people stating the title that was forced

about all the guns being pointed at me, what

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