Chosen By The Moon



Dylan POV

Warren, was the poster child for sadistic, and completely psychotic tendencies. He took pleasure in everything that caused another person pain. I had witnessed his lack of empathy first hand, in some ways he was worse than Josh. Josh at least wouldn't laugh outright at my misery, sure he would take silent pleasure in the fact that I was breaking underneath his control, but he was nonchalant about his abuse.

Warren however, took pure glee in his torture, he would encourage the behavior attempting to increase anger and enjoyed watching it, like some sick reality TV show.

So when his jaw, found it's place clamped over my arm, I could almost hear his laughter as his teeth tore through my flesh. The blood that began to pour out of my bicep as his mouth continuously chopped down on my skin, was excessive to say the least, that and the Lycan had pulled me completely off my feet, dragging me across the dirt all the while I felt my arm ripping out of its socket.

I yelled out in fear and pain, knowing that if I didn't get the wolf off of me soon it would be really bad to say the least. I scrambled and wiggled my limbs trying to get loose. But it was no use. This time, this Lycan had no intention of letting me go. The further he scraped me on the floor the more my fear spiked.

I wasn't all that sure why I was so scared, I had never feared death or pain before. But now, I wanted nothing more than to survive long enough to see the kings death, if I died before that, then the world really would never treat humans with equality.

I grunted, as my body smacked into a large rock embedded in the grass and flung me into the air. I yelled loudly as I slammed back to the ground with a thud, all the while Oliver clung to my mutilated arm. I attempted to grab any weapon that I could, but my gun was in my hand when impact happened, and my knives had been knocked out of their holsters while my body was being dragged.

I couldn't help but think about my dad, even in that moment.

He was dragged like this... blood smeared on the ground as he went by. The pain he must have been in was something I used to only ever imagine, now though, after everything I had been through, I knew exactly what he felt, I knew exactly why he told me to shoot him.

I had began to accept my fate of dying at Warrens hands, when the Lycan was suddenly tackled by another.

Warrens strong grip on my bicep quickly scraped down the rest of my arm, causing deep gashes as his teeth went, before his jaw's eventually released my mangled limb.

I screamed out again and clutched my right arm tightly, but the bleeding was far too excessive.

My arm actually radiated a pain I had never felt before, and with it my breath faltered, I was wheezing as I forced my body to stand up, while Warren and Olivers wolf forms fought ferociously next to me.

I commanded my body to fight through the agony, and forced it to move back towards where Josh and Lewis had been engaging in their own battle. The death toll grew as I hobbled back over the grass, following my own blood trail as I attempted to join the fight once more.

I couldn't help but notice people stop their own movements to watch me walk. No one seemed to attack me either which was a huge relief as I truly wouldn't survive another encounter.

I stopped in my tracks in horror when I eventually made it back to the once ferocious fight.

Lewis naked human body lay on the floor blood pouring out of him too now. He was holding his own before Warren had gotten to me! What on earth had happened for the king to have gotten the upper hand so quickly?

Groans of pain came from Lewis's swollen bloody lips while Josh stalked over him. We had lost, I knew it and Lewis knew it. I didn't fear death, and I couldn't let the king

walk away with me again t

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also knew I couldn't die, not now, not knowing how many people had sacrificed themselves trying to end this world. noveldrama

"NO!" I shouted as loud as I could, Josh looked liked he was about to deliver the final blow to Lewis and I couldn't let that happen. There had been far

too much death an blood shed. I would never be able to cope knowing Lewis had died too because of me and my attitude.

I tried to run over to the pair but instantly fell on my face in exhaustion. "He can't die!" I whispered. I was completely powerless to stop the king, I needed him to stop, how could I get him to stop. "Goddess Luna... help us... please?!"

"The tools you need are within your

grasp, my child..." The moon goddess's voice gently wafted over the clearing and a slight warmth ̧ took over my body. The pain I was once radiating seemed to ease tremendously as I breathed in and out slowly. "You alone must walk this path..."

Tools? What tools?

I searched around slightly on the floor and quickly came across one of my silver knives, the goddess was right, it was perfect. I crawled with one arm towards it and grabbed the weapon tightly by the hilt, sliding it up my left sleeve out of sight, causing the blade to catch my arm slightly with a sharp scratch.

I couldn't even think straight due to the exhaustion coursing through me. I wasn't long for this world, I knew that. I was going to die on this field, but I had no intention of bringing Lewis with me.

"Your biggest fear will provide opportunity for success". I heard the moon goddess's words float over the field as I cling to life. Her breathy words echoed around me causing my body to shake tremendously in fear... My biggest fear?!

I didn't fear death, not really, I just didn't want to die before the king. I didn't fear taking up the crown for myself either, I didn't particularly want to be the ruler, but I didn't fear it.

No, upon seeing king josh again, it was very clearly that my biggest fear, was in fact being caught by him again, my biggest fear was being tied to him for the rest of our lives. My biggest fear... was accepting him as my fated mate.

Lewis was going to die, I was going to die... I had to listen to the moon goddess. I stood up again, my legs shaking uncontrollably as I clutched my practically severed arm, and I looked at Lewis desperately.

Tears pricked at my eyes and I allowed them to fall down my face quickly as I swallowed and attempted to find the words that I had no choice but to utter.

"MARK ME!" I tried to shout, accepting my fate, but I ended up coughing up some blood, showing that I most likely had internal bleeding somewhere within my extremely beaten body. "Josh... Mark me!"