Chosen By The Moon

"I wonder if his grace will let me be the one to rip your heart out." His shit eating grin widened at the thought and I noticed his claws elongate at the spoken thought. "I'd love to feel it beating in my hand before I crush it."

"Why not just do it now then?" Was it wise of me to goad? Probably not. But seeing the pure anger on his face gave me a great deal of satisfaction. Besides, if I could make him pull the trigger early, then maybe it would cause infighting within Josh's ranks. "Maybe Josh has your leash wound too tightly."

"Hmm, maybe it's simply because I don't want King Josh's mate, Queen Dylan, to unfortunately miss out on witnessing your downfall. I would love to be a fly on the wall when she sees the broadcast. I suppose I'll just have to imagine her inevitable breakdown, my guess is it'll be extremely entertaining, of course I know king Josh will soon be with her to pick up the pieces." Ok, now my own anger had risen ten fold. I jerked in my restraints with a growl, however that quickly turned into a groan when my wrists felt the brunt of the silver, eliciting a gleeful laugh from the psychopath in front of me. "Ouch, that sounded like it was painful."

"Fuck off Warren! You know as well as I do that Josh never deserved to have a mate. He won't pick up any of the pieces, he'll pick away at them until they're completely broken." Dylan truly would never, ever bounce back if Josh got his hands on her again. It's taken so long for her to be able to do every day simple tasks, even now she still wasn't eating or sleeping as well as she should be... my girl would be gone completely.

"That's what I'm looking forward to witnessing. He almost had her crushed before, he can and will have her again." The bastard smiled as he finally unlocked the cell door and stepped inside. His teeth gleaming in the dim light, and his grin beaming more than ever. "You know? In my opinion, King Josh has always been far too lenient with you. If it were down to me, I would have killed you the second you were mated to that whore Iliana." What?! My anger quickly dissipated at the mention of my first mate, Warren had no right to even utter her name, he had never met her, and had no privilege to an opinion.

"Don't speak her name!" I growled

in place My mind reeled as memories of her, surged to the surface. It sent a jolt

to do

a nerve there?" He walked over to me, and crouched he down in front of me so that he was eye level with my sat bound form. "So defensive over a girl who rejected you for

thinking about

jerk

with his

its

blood gushed from his nostrils. My own face contorted into a frown, however I covered my

violence.

you... not to speak about her!" He just laughed at me, shuffling out of the way before standing up and sniffing loudly, placing