Chosen By The Moon (Dylan) novel Chapter 196

Dylan POV

Why the fuck would there be a van completely packed to the brim with weaponry for a base that had no intention of fighting against the king? The only conclusion was, was that this place wasn't the true rebellion that was reportedly growing, not by a long shot.

"Ok..." I finally made my presence known to V as I walked out and stood with my arms crossed in front of me. "Get your answers straight, as I'm only going to ask once..."

Vs face dropped drastically at my sentence and the lady opposite her began to fiddle with her fingers slightly.

"What the fuck is this place?"

“Your grace…” the lady stood with V quickly dropped down to her knee and allowed her head to meet the floor. Just from her bow alone you could clearly see she was in fact a wolf. “It’s an honour to meet you, I heard you had been brought here.”

“You’re accent is western… you’re from around here aren’t you?” I was done with the bullshit, I wanted answers and I wanted them there and then. She was nothing but silent when it came to giving my question an answer, but honestly her silence told me everything I needed to know. “You’re from this sector… but which district?”

“So you’d prefer to get yourself killed over seeing what the world can become if it enforced change?” I don’t know how many times I had say it, but death genuinely wasn’t something I feared. No, I was more scared about never being free from this pathetic person I’d become. I was terrified of spending every single waking day of my existence, suffering as the victim of the tyrant of a king.

I was done cowering away from life, and I was done being scared of things that were simply out of my control.

“The world will never enforce change unless people like me force the hands of the lycans. As a species we are weaker, we lack training and resources…” I was ranting so much to V that I hadn’t even fully comprehended the growing audience in the clearing. “Our wounds heal five times slower than the wolves, and yet, if the kings reports are correct then the rebellion is growing. We may be feeble in their eyes but we outnumber them five to one.” I would have personally loved to see the world for what it could be, but my mind was far too fragile to even consider living through the inevitable battle. “I wouldn’t prefer to die over seeing both lycans and humans living as equals, but I am more than prepared to die in order for the world to get to that stage.”