Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0438

King Josh POV

The war raged on all around me, and for the first time since it had began, I truly feared death. Lewis was consistently getting the upper hand on me and my attacks, and my worry increased drastically.

We were both out for blood. Biting, scratching and striking at any chance we got, and currently Lewis was doing a much better job at landing hits than I was at dodging them, the situation wasn't looking good at all for me or my side of the fight.

All that changed however when I smelt my mate... Dylan. Her blood was fresh filling my nose and causing a large grin to form on my face, however my hot turned into a smug glee as I noticed the horrified expression on Lewis's face at whatever had caused Dylan to cry out the way she did.

It gave me the opening I needed to attack and actually land some damaging strikes.

Imagine being so blinded by something as juvinile as love, that you allow yourself to be bested in such a damaging way.

I admit I too was exhausted, if it wasn't for my matés appearance, this situation could have been drastically different. So once his body began to shift into his human form, I was grateful for the respite.

constant frown enveloping his features, while I too shifted back, before attacking once more. He began to cough and splutter, blood seeped from his

end I just couldn't contain my glee, and so I thought it would

Such traitorous actions can not be over looked. How the mighty fall..." I continued to actively beat him, all while talking. My fists radiated a pain that simply increased my excitement. "What were you thinking?" I laughed at the sight of him. "You thought you could get revenge for your first mate? Is that it?

to avenge her. I grinned widely as my claws elongated and my hand raised high, ready to deliver the final strike. However my movements were halted when the two words I never

as a warmth suddenly enveloped my chest. My mate, my horrendously stubborn, pitiful mate, had

didn't care why, I knew it was to save this pathetic bastard underneath me, but I had no intention of ignoring her

once out of

and stared into her hateful eyes, while A loud cry escaped her mouth at the pressure I had

was a furrow of her eyebrows and the gathering of tears in her eyes. Her loathing expression, was almost hidden behind the excessive amount of pain she must have felt, of course her hatred only made me more excited for our future You now want my mark? You, caused all this death, and at the end of the day, you have still given in. Just like I told you, you would." I was right of course. No matter how much she caught I always told her I would mark and mate with her. She was destined to be

gone easy on her, perhaps too easy on her. She should have been executed for her mouth alone, never mind her actions, but this was more satisfying, to have her here, begging for

stared into her soul enjoying the entire situation a

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