Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0201

Dylan POV

"I'm self-diagnosed with word vomit. Sometimes it just can't be helped." I swallowed thickly before reaching into my pocket and pulling out the scrunched up wrinkle stained envelope, ready to change the subject quickly. "Anyway, I'm not here to talk about how shitty my life is..." I held out the white paper and smiled slightly.

"I'm here because, I can't do this alone." I watched Ryan Clarke look at the envelope in my hand and a confused frown quickly took over his face and curiosity was embedded into his small eyes.

"What do you mean you can't do this alone? What even is that?" I sighed and held one side of the envelope in each hand, my name staring back at me, causing yet another lump to form in my throat. I looked at Clarke then sighed before awkwardly waving the paper slightly.

her killed.” His eyes widened drastically at my words, and

drastically every time I even thought about opening it, and then I’d start to sweat and eventually I’d begin to panic. Now I felt different, Lewis had really helped me by just being there while I ranted. I

was unreal. The last words we ever spoke to each other weren’t something I wanted to remember and yet, I knew it would never leave me. Other than our last minutes together these written words were the very last time I’d ever hear from her. “I won’t be able to cope well if the last thing

to him. “No one, not a single lycan or human, should have ever been through what you have, and yet you’re still here, you rejected the

honestly there’s more people out there fighting than what you think, it isn’t just me.” His head shook rapidly as

fighting, it doesn’t take your fight away from you. You have given people hope for a better future. So whatever your mom has written, just know that

at the letter and turned it over in my hands, debating wether to actually open it or not. Honestly, Now that it was in front of me I