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.

the weapon room that Gilliard gave me the key for. Let me be the first to tell you that it was amazing, the sheer amount of weapons at our disposal was excessive and extremely useful. The person

strongly doubt it's much more than me." I sighed, already knowing the answer without even

it instantly once again hit the center of the target. "I've shot four people altogether." I shot 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 man who had been forcibly marked. I was officially a murderer. "I killed three of them, and I can only aim so well due to the moon goddesses gifts. Before hand it took me a Couple of tries to finally hit my targets, I was never really terrible at shooting, but I certainly wasn't

who had been marked without consent, but they were just rumors, I hadn't

had much bigger things to concern myself with, like the ever looming

to the moon goddess, everyone is saying the same thing, that the moon goddess favors you for a reason, and she wants you on the throne." I

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, without adding