Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0430

Dylan pov

Elias, Lewis's father, followed my every move from the safe haven back into the thick of the battle, I guess it was his turn to take on some action.

He shifted and began fighting instantly, while

I had paused my attacks for a simple moment to stare at the large moon, it lit the battle field tremendously making it easier to witness the growing bloodshed from each side. I watched as men and women fought ferociously, teeth were hitting teeth, claws were scraping both skin and fur, thunderous growls rang out and human screams could be heard from miles around. I felt sick to my stomach as the foul stench of death filled my nose.

be seen as the war raged on. Blood soaked the large grassed area and screams, snarls and howls filled the air. I was on edge, my grip tightened on the knife that I had as I watched body's from both sides fall

deep breath before I too began to join in with the horror unfolding before me. I had never felt fear like I did at that moment but seeing everyone fighting for the life they

gun that I had kept from Clarke in the opposite hand, my spare weapons ready to cause damage at any given notice.

although, it really was becoming impossible to see which lycans were fighting on our side and which ones weren't... even with the mark placed on them by the moon goddess herself. Me however, I only

way through the hundreds of warriors, all the while glancing around making sure that I wouldn't get caught

thinking about it, I let

to clamp his teeth around me. I wrapped my legs around its waist and looped my pistol around its neck to use as a clamp. Without missing a beat I lurched my body to the right taking down the wolf sideways with me on top of it. We both got up

a small shudder of fear to shoot down my spine, not that it mattered. There were so many people risking their lives for me why shouldn't I do the same? Another minute of stalking each other went by before we finally charged at each other. I tumbled under its body as it jumped to pounce on me, and swung my knifes blade into its front leg hearing a satisfying crack