Dylan POV.
I ended up waking with a loud gasp, my breath came out in panicked pants and my body shot up allowing my head to dart around the room trying to make sure I was back at the lake, only I was met with the interior of the medical tent. A constant rhythmic beep was going off, but in my panic it seemed to increase in speed.
Next to me, sat on a chair was Lewis. His head rested on the bed in slumber but his hand was on mine, holding it loosely. Why I had been bought back to the hospital like area was beyond me but at least I was no longer in that limbo place the moon goddess had sent me to.
My eyes uncontrollably streamed with water, and my breath was uneven, i had no idea why I was giving off this type of reaction, but it didn’t really matter, I guess my emotions had a mind of their own when it came to lycanthropy matters.
I didn't even think about what I was doing before I sort comfort from the only person present. I pu
Dylan POV"What if it was the moon goddess who turned me?!""The goddess Luna doesn't exactly go around gifting everyone who asks, Dylan, She hasn't changed anyone in centuries." He stopped suddenly and let his eyes widen. "Hang on... I thought you didn't believe in the moon goddess..." He looked at me skeptically, studying my features for any sign of truth that validated his thought process. "You haven't simply been sleeping for the past six days, have you... you asked me if you looked different... Dylan, did you ask her if...""NO!" I cut him off quickly. I didn't, and I never would ask for her help. "She asked me... she said she wants me to be her envoy on earth.""I'm sorry..." You could tell that the information hit him like a brick, in the way that you aren't really sure what had actually hit you. "What did you just say?" I grunted a very unflattering grunt and threw my hands onto the top of my head out of stress."The moon
Dylan POV.It had been three hours since I had woken up, the weight of everything was still reeling in my head as both myself and Lewis made our way to the safe havens entrance. I was wearing Lewis's T-shirt and shorts, which hung off my like a tent due to their largeness and my malnutrition, a beanie hat, which was provided by a different wolf, tucked my hair up and kept it from wafting in the wind, and some plain black pumps adorned my feet, which were a size too big curtesy of V. Every inch of me was covered in scents that weren't my own in order to conceal my identity until we got to the rebellions pack house."Are you sure you're ok with this?" Lewis asked me for the billionth time. "We can wait a few days until you are feeling more like yourself." I just nodded my head, and squeezed my hand over his conjoined one."I'm feeling more like myself now, than I have in a very long time. If we keep putting this off then things will never start m
Dylan POV."Let's go meet the alpha!" I stated only to have Lewis quickly launch his feet off the floor and begin running at full pelt. The speed he was going at was just insane and another laugh came from my own jaws.It felt like I was lighter than air, the fun I was having was unmatched as my stomach gained a light butterfly feeling at the excitement.It honestly felt like we were flying through the wooded area that surrounded the pack house that we were visiting. I never in a million years would have thought I would do anything like that, but I enjoyed every single moment of the ride.By the time we got to the entrance of the house, Lewis slowed and I released my tight grip on him. I gently smoothed out the soft blonde fur from the clumps it had formed in my hands, I actually felt slightly guilty because it must have been pulling painfully the entire time and yet, he didn't once complain.I suddenly felt a thousand pairs
Dylan POV."You're G... I get it, G for Gilliard... you helped me to make and distribute the counterfeit milk tokens." His eyes widened drastically as he looked me up and down in disbelief."You're R?" He was very confused by this point not that I blamed him of course. "But what does the R stand for?""R for Riley as in Dylan Riley... It's nice to Finally meet you... Gilliard." I smiled genuinely at the man in front of me. I had no idea that the alpha that was in charge of this pack, and heading the rebellion itself would be the one stood in front of me currently."Why not use the initial D?" His mate asked with an amused smile as the alpha gently took the cell out of my hand and placed it on the desk once more."Well, people tend to get the wrong impression when an unknown number is saved in someones phone as D... it could mean anything couldn't it?" I chuckled at the insinuation and instantly was met with looks of un
Dylan POV.What was my plan exactly? Maybe I hadn't thought it through enough. "I think..." Again I was cut off... by a young woman who burst into the office, panic sweeping over her feature as she looked from one person to another, before settling her eyes on me..."Your grace, Beta Oliver has just entered the sectors borders... Alpha, my brother said that he has picked up queen Dylan's scent." That could only mean one thing... King Josh knows where I am, and with that notion my eyes widened in fear. My hands began trembling, however I couldn't show any sort of weakness right now, the king was far from me yet, right now our biggest issue was Oliver. The kings lap dog. "Alpha, what should we do?" The girl looked panicked, and judging by the commotion that was coming from outside the office door, I'd say the rest of the pack was panicking too. "Alpha!?" He didn't have any idea about what to do, neither did Lewis. As for me, in the time that it had taken everyone to suddenly become
Dylan POV. CRACK! "Argh!" A small pain filled cry left my mouth as I ran in front of my brother, just in time to take the lashing that was originally meant for him. "That boy, just completely disregarded the alpha of your districts pack, step aside." One of the packs warriors held a long thick whip in his hand while looking at me then glancing behind him to look upon my brother. "He's six years old. He didn't mean to..." I was cut off by another load crack and a stinging sensation hit my cheek, my hand moved up to my face, as I inspected the wound, I looked at the fingers that had gently grazed my now stinging cheek and noticed a line of blood coated them. My face was bleeding. "Do you wish to make this a public punishment? I can assure you that it will not end well for you if you don't move aside, human." I don't want to take another punishment, I had received my last one almost 2 months ago now, and it took me weeks to heal, my back is already scarred for life. "He meant no di
Dylan POVMy eyes groggily opened as I sat up, my neck aching from lying on my stomach on a hard wooden table, and my back stinging. I looked down at my once naked torso to find a large bandage, perfectly wrapped around my entire torso covering my exposed breasts as well. Looking outside I noticed the sun slowly making its ascent, an orange hue tinging the early morning sky. I sucked in a breath before allowing my feet to take my weight, almost instantly toppling over in the process. I noticed a small glass of water placed next to me and took it in my hand, greedily drinking every last drop. Realizing I had to get ready for school, I walked over to write a note for Sheila explaining how grateful I was that she helped me and where I've gone. I slowly walked up the hill to my house, once I got indoors I went straight to my room and grabbed my uniform. After the lycans took over they initiated the rule that all humans must wear a certain uniform, and all wolves can express their indiv
Dylan POV“Mom? I'm home!" I yelled the minute I finally got home. Almost instantly she came bounding down the stairs of our little house, she quickly engulfed me in her arms with tears in her eyes. "Dylan, I'm... I'm so sorry about yesterday, I sat with you for hours, but you didn't move, I had to get home to Freddie." She cried on my shoulder while I just rolled my eyes. I'm not much of a hugger, I always just look awkward. She's also very melodramatic sometimes. "Mom, I'm fine." My mom eventually stopped sobbing as she slowly let go of my form drying her eyes. "Your dad would be so proud of the strong young lady you've become." I smiled before turning to head up the stairs. "Dylan... I... I made your favorite." I could already smell the beef broth she was making. The aroma wafting through the house. It was very rare we'd get the food to make beef broth, but I smiled and nodded my head at her knowing she must have done something to get the ingredients. "Thanks mom." Me and my mo