Chosen By The Moon



My arms jolted in the restraints in an attempt to save myself as Warren charged at me, only he never actually made contact with my body...

Oliver's large wolf form towered over my bound body in a protective stance, only to be knocked over by a now fully shifted Warren. They instantly began tearing at each other while I continued to try and free myself.

Gun shots also quickly began to sound out and the loud noises of the kings men shifting filled the area before lycans and humans from both sides began to leap into the throes of battle.

I heard some groans and cries, and I saw body's flying through the air, blood splattered to the floor and hundreds of gun shots sounded out all the while I was absolutely powerless to do anything while my hands were still bound. I fought, and pulled at the chains that held my limbs, but to no avail. My movements simply caused pain to shoot through my skin.

"Lewis?!" I heard and my head shot over to that of Dylan's friend Ryan Clarke. In his hands rested a gun, and in a holster on his waist lay a large knife. He ran over to me quickly, dodging thrown bodies, and bullets as he went before settling down next to my beaten-bound form. He quickly began to fiddle with the silver restraints, only to let out a large sigh. "Shit, we're going to need Alan." I sighed with the man I disliked and nodded my head, knowing Alan was the best option to pick the locks.

"Where's Dylan?!" I was quite frantic looking around at the many fighting forms to try and locate my mate, the girl who had expressed her desires for me, but I couldn't see her.

"She's just..." his head to darted

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around, as he tried to find her, but even he frowned when she couldn't be seen. She'll be fine. Right now we need to..." His eyes seemed to widen at something he had spotted, his excitement soon turned to me as he rushed out two simple words before taking off in a sprint. "Sit tight!"

Sit tight?! What else was I supposed to do? That bastard, I didn't care if he was Dylans friend. I didn't like the guy. I growled loudly when a bullet quickly tore through my left shoulder and my wrists jolted yet again, while

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I was a sitting duck, who had been marked for death by the king himself. The woman who had shot me simply looked smug as she raised her arm up, ready to finish the job, when she instead took a bullet.

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Ryan returned, there was now blood coating his hands, however the sight and scent told me that it wasn't his. He bolted over to me and grinned. widely before holding up a set of keys. He'd located the Lycan who had incapacitated me, and took the keys that would grant me me my

freedom. He unlocked my restraints quickly before nodding to me out of respect. noveldrama

"Thanks..." I stated before looking at my wounded arm. "Now... take the bullet out!"