Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0418

Lewis

pov

"Get the fuck, away from my mate!" I didn't even have time to react to Dylan's words before a loud gun shot sounded out, and not even a second later I was blasted in the face by warm, thick blood. It made my sight go slightly blurry, and caused me to gag ever so slightly as the splash landed slightly in my mouth. I did, however, realize what had happened fairly quickly, when the thud of the executioners' dead body hit the floor.

growls sounded out. I tried to awkwardly wipe the blood from my eyes on my shoulder but stopped when the kings voice sounded out again. "You know, Your aim has gotten rather good, I suppose I'll have to break your hands too, to stop..." his sentence was cut off by another gun shot, Dylan's sight never wavering from the kings. However Warren had launched at my girl, right before her finger pulled the trigger, sending the bullet flying directly past the kings cheek, missing him by an inch, while in turn sending her weapon crashing to the floor along with her own body following suit. "WARREN!" The kings yell made Warren jump off my girl right before Oliver or Gilliard could interfere.

I truly wasn't sure where she got her courage from but it was mesmerizing. This man in front of her, in front of everyone, had made her life a living hell. He had tortured her, brutally

across the clearing and only after a few heads met mine had I realized it was in fact, me making those growls, he had absolutely no right to be

who was standing with his claws out ready to pounce on my mate at any given moment, but I will admit that every single thought in my head seemed to suddenly cut themselves off as I snapped my blood splattered face up to hers in genuine shock and surprise. Her words had seemed to suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks. 'Get away from my mate'. I admit that my mind had been

my heart flutter uncontrollably despite the dire situation. My Dylan had just prevented my execution, and she had done so effortlessly. Not only that but she had finally acknowledged

Do you want me to say that I'm sorry for all the punishments you have received? Do you want me to?.." I was angry, and I felt sick to my stomach at the sheer gall of the man in front of