Chosen By The Moon (Dylan) novel Chapter 430

Dylan pov

Elias, Lewis's father, followed my every move from the safe haven back into the thick of the battle, I guess it was his turn to take on some action.

He shifted and began fighting instantly, while

I had paused my attacks for a simple moment to stare at the large moon, it lit the battle field tremendously making it easier to witness the growing bloodshed from each side. I watched as men and women fought ferociously, teeth were hitting teeth, claws were scraping both skin and fur, thunderous growls rang out and human screams could be heard from miles around. I felt sick to my stomach as the foul stench of death filled my nose.

The full moon continued to rise in the dark night sky, however not a single star could be seen as the war raged on. Blood soaked the large grassed area and screams, snarls and howls filled the air. I was on edge, my grip tightened on the knife that I had as I watched body's from both sides fall at my feet.

It was a slaughter, both lycans and humans were killing together, gun shots sounded throughout the clearing and knives and daggers were being thrown left, right and center. I took a deep breath before I too began to join in with the horror unfolding before me.

I had never felt fear like I did at that moment but seeing everyone fighting for the life they believed in brought pride to the forefront of my mind. There was nothing I could do but fight and pray that we would win and the bloodshed would end quickly. Although, I knew better than most that the only way to truly end the carnage completely would be to kill the king.