Chosen By The Moon (Dylan) novel Chapter 340

Chapter 0340 

Dylan POV 

I was tired, it had been six whole days of traveling and telling every district that the border had been closed, and if it was asked then the 

plan of the election was mentioned, in the hopes that it would be beneficial to everyone however this specific alpha was proving to be exceptionally difficult, the man couldn’t see past my species, nor what I had done to his king. I knew it wouldn’t be long before we encountered loyalists. I mean, so far we had, had a pretty good run, we had been damn well lucky all things considered. 

sat in the office of alpha Shawn, he was by far the most intimidating alpha I had yet come across, and he took pride in punishing us mere humans. His intense gaze trapped me in a web of hatred and for the first time, I had actually felt like I was sat in a lion den, with one that was just waiting to kill the trespasser. 

“An Election?!” He roared out and I subconsciously flinched before him. I had to get my fear under control and I had to do it quickly, because any sort of weakness will be used entirely against me, and men like this thrive on it. “You mean to desecrate our ancient ways by holding an election?! The mere thought is laughable.” His voice boomed over both me and Oliver who stood towards the office doors. I could feel myself almost shrinking were I sat. I needed to get a grip. 

“I understand your frustration, at no point in history has the Lycan. kind ever held an election for its ruler. You thrive off of strength, but let me ask you this… what actually qualifies King Josh to hold that title? He didn’t defeat the previous king, did he? No, his father did, and His grace simply took over due to the blood he shares with the dowager.” I watched fury enter the man’s orbs as his hands slammed 

onto the table. 

“What makes you believe that you are qualified?! Barking orders and making decisions that place the rest of us in dire waters.” He had a point, but honestly, at this stage I was getting very fed up of having to explain to everyone that I wasn’t vying for the crown. 

“I don’t believe that I am qualified. I’m not trying to be the king, or queen. I am simply attempting to right the wrongs that my kind have suffered at the hands of yours. If your king was so strong, and such a good ruler, then why have two of his appointed royal betas joined the rebellion?! Why am I being accompanied by the newest royal beta on my travels? The way I see it, his grace may be physically strong but he lacks the mental athleticism needed to rule with a sound mind.” I shrugged and sighed when the alpha was rendered speechless. 

“The king will be informed of the lord betas disloyalty.” Shit, Oliver wouldn’t like that one. He was already battling between being focussed on his mate Vee, and still holding The king in high regards. 

“And yet, his graces disloyalty never gets called into question?!” I wasn’t winning this argument. All I ever did was lay out the facts and pray that they were enough to make the districts see sense. That clearly wasn’t the case for this guy. “All I can do is explain our views. I am sure his grace will be very pleased for your allegiance.”