Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0286

Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 286

Oliver POV

She did it, she just killed the poor guy like it was nothing. The sound of the gun shot echoed through everyone’s ears as the three of us watched Dylan.

The gun she had fired merely seconds ago produced a slight puff of smoke from the shot and the disfigured body of the once screaming man lay completely still directly below her.

I had no idea this girl, our queen was genuinely so tough.

“Where’s the girl that bit him?” Dylan’s words held a sharp edge to them, they almost sounded venomous as she remained staring at the newly deceased guy.

“You just killed him! My mate looked at the queen in horror, Vee looked tough, from her physique to her hairstyle, she looked tough, but from what I had seen, she was far from it. She enjoyed preservation more than action, which meant she was the complete opposite of Dylan.

asked me to. There was only anger in Dylan’s words as she remained staring. It was as if what she had done was more of an annoyance than anything else. “He was going to die anyway. At least he didn’t suffer any more than he already had. Now,

never would have thought she could kill

usurping him, then he will die by this human girls hands, her resilience was too strong. She naturally took action

take a minute. Lewis could see her hand trembling while holding the gun, she was a loose cannon yet

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of the dead man anon turned to us. Her eyes sparking with a calm rage that lit up at the very sight of us. She was

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just shot him!” Vee obviously didn’t like this side of

to put a damn bullet in her head. Her grip tightened around the gun and her eyes

the blood lust

can’t just go around killing people whenever you feel like it. I thought you

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argued, but I was hesitant, I had seen this look on countless people in the past, and each one has died trying

wolves thinking that they can do whatever the hell they want to us and not face any consequences for their actions. That is not how the world should work. We are treated like nothing more than scum, hell, I had that carved into my arm not too long ago.” I remember that cut, ‘human scum!‘ Written in plain English. “You don’t know… none of you know. You’ve all been living your lives in comfort seclusion and denial. Meanwhile, I’ve seen it, I’ve lived it. I’ve felt every lashing, and every broken bone, I’ve heard people that I love die and I’ve witnessed it first hand. This man… this poor guy, his life meant so little to the person who called him mate, that she felt it right to kill him rather than have him reject her.

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