Chosen By The Moon (Dylan) novel Chapter 371

"I have obviously thought that too, if I can't kill his grace, then the only person who should is Lewis... but after everything, I want nothing more than to shoot him full of silver.so if I get the opportunity, I'm going to make him choke on his own blood. He's shed enough of mine." The pure fire in her eyes was nothing but captivating as I saw her need for fight blazing within her irises. She truly was a stunning and remarkable young lady.

"Ok, in that case your going to need to figure out exactly what knowledge you now know, and what your plan of action is. I'll leave you with the key to the weapons, so you can see which ones you would prefer to use when the time comes..." I handed her the key to the main weapon room and smirked, knowing she was about to see just how much ammunition we had against the kings forces. "And Dylan, try to focus your mind more on accepting the mind link between you and another Lycan... you keep answering things that I have explicitly spoken through that means of communication, Its important to be able to speak to the people who are fighting with you." I chuckled seeing the queens cheeks heat up slightly at the thought of answering something I had said even though there truly was nothing to be embarrassed about.

"I'll work on it, alpha. In the mean time though. Am I ok to commission a new weapon for myself, on top of the two silver bullet laced guns I will be carrying, I think I'd like a blade of some kind, maybe a dagger?" She wanted a silver dagger. I could hear her now, even though her lips never moved to form the words.

"You can make your dagger, and anything else you may want. You officially have permission." She will also need to give her armor to someone, so that it could be washed. The girl was gone for over two weeks, so her clothing will definitely need to be washed and freshened up before a thing else. "Also, if you give your armor to one of the workers here, they'll have it washed in time for when you next need to use it."

I watched her head shake, and a small apologetic wince formed on her features which in turn caused me to frown, come to think of it, was she wearing it when she returned? I actually don't think she was.

"I'm going to need another one made, and I'm going to need it pretty soon..." An awkward single chuckle left her lips a long with a slightly crooked smile. What the hell could she have possibly done to warrant an entire new one being made? The only reason for that would be that it took some serious damage.