Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0343

Chapter 0343

Dylan POV

God, my head was absolutely killing me by the time I managed to stir from my unconscious state.

I looked around and squinted at the ache in my head, I couldn’t believe I got yet another bump to add to my collection. How I wasn’t completely comatose was beyond me.

I quickly stood up only to yelp out in pain at the agony in my ankle. Well shit, I had actually forgotten all about that, what else had happened? I frowned quickly remembering how me and Oliver fled from the previous district, only to get completely cornered by some wolves. Maybe that’s where we were now. Being held prisoner until the king arrives to come and collect me.

I sighed, knowing I needed to go and check on the royal beta, and so with a pain filled limp, I hobbled out of whatever I was in. Upon exiting I realized it was a little grass tent, which had many more scattered around the small clearing area. It wasn’t a pack, hell I’d probably say it wasn’t even a district.

people who instantly began murmuring about me as I walked around. The funny thing was though, was that no seemed to try and stop me in my movements, they mustn’t have thought me too much

have thought I’d be thinking this,

He had done what he could to

will admit, My worry was actually short lived though as

pair of shorts resting low on his waist and a concerned look took

I finally glanced at it too only to discover it was twice the

head quickly and grabbed my upper arm, bringing

into it.

in rogue wolves? Weren’t they considered dangerous? Isn’t that why being a rogue was abolished when the new world came into

I asked shock evident in my words. I couldn’t believe it. I never would have thought I would ever even see a

its kind of crazy isn’t it? We’re actually really lucky they found us when they did, you were in pretty bad shape, that head wound was pretty bad.” I rolled my eyes and sighed, already knowing the moon goddess probably once again healed my head, just wish she could have given me the curtesy of helping my ankle

have I been out?” I really didn’t want to know the answer, but I suppose it was a question that needed asking, I