Chosen By The Moon (Dylan) novel Chapter 260

Chosen By The Moon 

Chapter 260 

He might be cross, but he would never hurt me. I knew he would never hurt me, but even still, my heartbeat sped up quickly and my body reacted on its own, scrambling out of bed and slipping my shoes on before leaving the room quickly, in fear. I didnt think I would mind his advances, if he ever made any that is, but I didn’t like to see him angry at me. 

I made my way to the dining room, where a few people rested. Ryan Clarke who also sat at the table, had his head resting heavily on his hands and a small groan sounded from him. I frowned and stepped up to him. 

“You ok, Clarke?” I was worried, he had come to help the fight at the border yesterday, but I wasn’t sure his injuries were even fully healed. When I thought he was going to die, it really freaked me out, the fact that he would willing jump straight back into action after everything, felt like a kick in the teeth. 

“I don’t think I have ever drank so much in my life.” I couldn’t help the chuckle that came from me as I quickly took a seat next to him and his hungover state. “How are you so functional?” He groaned again and pushed his cup of coffee away from him with nothing but disgust on his face. 

“I was sensible and didn’t drink anything last night.” I smiled shaking my head at his appearance before taking his unused coffee in my hand. “You know, I’ve never actually tried coffee before.” I frowned deeply before Slowly sipping it and tasting the strong brew on my tongue, instantly liking the new 

flavor. It was different to anything I had ever had, I hadn’t ever had a hot drink before, not that I actually had the opportunity to try many things since the new world came into play. 

“Help yourself, I don’t think I could stomach anything right now.” I sat pondering the day ahead and 

absentmindedly sipped the hot brew. I had, I was in for a busy time. I had to take the lad back to his 

pack and pray I could talk the alpha into understanding the closing of the sectors borders, and I wanted to talk to alpha Gilliard about asking one of his warriors if they would train me and help me get more prepared for the looming war ahead. First I had to check on Oliver, make sure his wound wasn’t getting infected. Hopefully I could get the pack doctor to have a look at it, maybe patch it up properly. 

“How are you? After everything?” I asked not sure whether to actually bring up the incident or not. Maybe he was like me who was better off just forgetting the whole thing. 

“I’m actually alright, the scars aren’t even that bad, even better when Myla traces them acting all sexy.” Myla? I chuckled but frowned at him. How the hell had he managed to get a girl so quickly after being injured? 

“Who’s Myla?” He raised his eyebrows cockily and. Smirked at my question, the dude was a great friend but my god was he a player. I wouldn’t be surprised if he could get a girl while wearing a fucking trash bag. 

“My hot, and sexy nurse.” Yup, that would invoke the cockiness. Slimy bastard. 

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Toute impossibly you know that right? the laughed winking at me before groaning again and flopping his hosed back down on the tabl 

Ax 7 wax about to besave, alpha Cilliant also came into view, a slight chuckle escaped him at seeing the Row psyple that were in the dining room, he lookest to me and smirked, before walking over to me.