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.

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. The king's hand shot up, preventing another attack from taking place, while Dylan too halted her own sides actions. "I said, no one is to touch her, negotiations are happening... Now, now, let's not be foolish." I didn't like the growing tension, one bit. The heated atmosphere was about to explode and I was trapped, shackled down, unable to do a goddamn thing but watch and wait for their reunion to turn violent. "Come home, my queen, and your little tantrum can be put behind us." The king's smug, smooth voice riled me up as he goaded my Dylan who had picked herself up off of

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 abused her, and he had made it all very public, yet there

you?" He sighed, holding his hand up for everyone to quiet down. "I have to admit, I'm loving this new look..." A loud growl sounded out 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 commenting on her anything. "What bought about such a mesmerizing change? You actually resemble a Lycan queen

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 extremely slow to acknowledge the fact that Dylan, my beautiful, stubborn and extremely

had just prevented my execution, and she had done so effortlessly. Not only

I was angry, and I felt sick to my stomach at the sheer gall of the man in front of