Chosen By The Moon

Dylan POV.

"Seriously... that's another bullseye!" I was currently in alpha Gilliards pack training hall, with none other than Ryan Clarke, who once again looked at me as if I had three heads growing out of my neck as I threw yet another knife at a target. "How did you get so good at that? I mean, your hair is one thing, but I'll be damned if your actually a better shot than me."

"First of all, these are knives, honestly Clarke, have you ever even thrown a knife?" I raised my eyebrows at him cockily and waited for him to reply, he stuttered slightly knowing I was right, but still argued.

"No, but im good with a gun. I've even saved your sorry ass before now." Had he forgotten I had saved him too. He nudged me playfully before winking at me in success.

"Oh please... you have literally shot one person in your entire life, granted it was a good shot, but still... it's natural that I am better than you." I laughed as I walked over to the far target and gathered the knives I had been throwing.

disposal was excessive and extremely useful. The person in

many people have you shot? I strongly doubt it's much more than me." I sighed, already knowing the

My dad and killed him, I shot the king in his arm, took out the kings guard with a bullet to the eye, and I ended the misery of the

had been marked without consent, but they were just

deal with that as it comes." I had much bigger things to

is saying the same thing, that the moon goddess favors you for a reason, and she

that would ultimately decide the fate of the entire world would have to begin sooner rather than later. Nobody wanted it to take it lace in the upcoming winter months, I imagine that the circumstances would be far from ideal anyway,