Chosen By The Moon

Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 164

“There… look.” I looked at the picture that had been paused on the screen and frowned, why he was showing m audience bending the knee in front of his grace was beyond me.

“Why would I want to see a bunch of people supporting his actions?” I heard a wince and felt a soft hand on my shoulder finally bringing my sight away from the old screen.

They aren’t bowing to him, they were bowing to you.” Me? Why would people be bowing for me? “You truly don’t see it do you?” He must have read my face before I even realized I was pulling one. “You are our strength, Dylan. Everyone started looking towards you for freedom the second you made your views of this world known. You’re not afraid to just be yourself, and no matter what the king has done to you, you’ve kept that strength. You are our queen, both humans and lycans see that. It’s time you accepted that role. That’s why you’re here, So you can finally start getting things in

motion.”

“I will do what I can, but I won’t drag anyone else into my mess. I can’t stand by and watch anyone else die. You really scared me, Clarke.” He chuckled at me and then winced again. I could see he was getting tired, and in all honesty I was too. I had to do things quickly before I myself passed out from exhaustion.

right.” He winked playfully causing a smirk

with will hear the heroic tale of how you got those scars. You aren’t one for being humble.” I chuckled and looked back at the tv, the screen was still paused and the humans of my old hometown were still on their knees behind my suicidal form. “I know you must be exhausted right now, but I’m actually here for a reason.” I knew I had to just cut to the chase, and so I let my gaze

It’s not like your planning on driving again.” Almost as soon as he had that thought his head shot

anyway…” I chuckled awkwardly and looked at Ryan, taking the small notepad and μετ I was given and opening it up ready to write down everything he says. “I actually crashed the van, so I need to swap the license plates and send a new driver out quickly.” I explained to him quickly. “The

kill him? I thought you just shot him and ran.” I shook my head, the killing him didn’t matter, what mattered was

usual route?” Was that really cold? I was unsure. It’s not like I enjoyed killing him, I just knew I needed

become an empty shell of the self I once was, but instead, I just felt rage and hatred clouding me, I knew the

survive.

that made me as bad as his

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