Dylan POVI lay there for some time, staring at the wall while occasionally moving my head to face the other side giving my neck some much needed rest bite. I watched the moon go down and the sun begin it's ascent in the sky, and slowly came to the realisation that no one was coming in before dawn.
POV Dylan "Hey!" Lewis quickly crouched down to be at level with my resting self, he gently cupped my probably bruised cheek with his hand, and stroked his thumb over my cheek bone, this was getting weird. "This is nothing that won't heal, Dylan. You have got to stay strong. I know you are hurting,
"My back!" I whimpered slightly when I moved a little bit, but I knew I'd be fine once my pain was numbed. "Ok..." the doctor quickly made his presence known again as he walked back in with a surgical tray full of equipment. "This is going to hurt, I need to uncover your wounds in order to administ
Dylan POV I was already in bad shape, my mind was cloudy with constant reminder of what King Josh did. I don't care how mouthy I am or even if I deserved some form of disciplining, he went far too hard. "Do I have a choice?" We both knew the answer, I had absolutely no choice at all, what the king
"Her grace is in no position to travel and you know it!" My eyes opened to see Lewis holding the king back, I watched the royal alpha struggle in his betas hold, due to Lewis’s interference, a small fight broke out between the two wolves. After simply a minute, beta Lewis suddenly spun the king aro
POV Lewis. How the fuck could Josh think Dylan was able to travel? It wouldn't have been that unbelievable if it was just to a surrounding district, but another country entirely? That's disgusting even for him. I watched Josh take one last look at Dylan, I was on edge ready to intervene again if I
"No, you're not just helping her anymore, your getting too close. That's his mate, Lew. She's not yours to claim." The more I witnessed, the more I understood her hatred for my kind, we really did see humans as objects. "She's not anyone's to claim, she should be allowed to make her own choices." A
Dylan POVIt had been 6 days since the king left for Australia, and only just was I able to leave the hospital. I had been given explicit instructions to come back every couple of days for my burn treatments, but there wasn't much else that could be done about my back, except no vigorous activity.
"What do you mean, your district has fallen?!" Freddie lived in that district, and he was suddenly the only thought in my head, was he in danger? Had I ruined his chance of a good life by orchestrating all of this? If the district had fallen, did that mean that he was in trouble? "My father..." His
I quickly hit him again with the hilt, and grunted from the force I used before jumping up onto its back only to slam the silver blade onto the wolfs head. Instantly the knife once again lodged itself into a lycans skull and left the poor wolf dead. A trickle of blood flowed from its mouth before it
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 f
That knowledge didn’t help me feel any less guilty though. “I know!” I stated simply as one more fighter came running over helping to carry someone else who was quite badly injured. “God, pretty soon you’re going to be inundated with people all needing help…” I began mumbling to myself as I saw a h
3 silver bullets were embedded into the late usurpers chest while my own heaved up and down out of relief as i holstered Ryan Clarkes gun. "GILLIARD!" Without missing another beat, I ran over to the man who groaned in pain while lying on the floor, blood was pooling underneath him and it was pretty
Dylan POVMy blade sliced effortlessly through the paw of the lycan that was about to cause some serious damage to my body, and a howl of pain to sounded out from its lips. I instantly had blood dripping on me from the wound I had created in the wolf, and I all but scrambled out from underneath him
If, she could smell my scent the entire time, the way I could with her now, then why and more of the point, how, had she managed to be so cruel towards me? Are there truly just some mates that are so narcissistic, they can't see anything but the need for power and control? I growled loudly while lo
"So be it..." The gun shot out loudly over the hallway, and pain once again quickly engulfed me. My front leg was instantly hit by a speeding bullet, it shot into me with a speed and force that caused it to go right through the leg and out of the other side. The burning sensation that came with it,
Carlos POVI stalked the palace grounds in my new wolf form, feeling my strength grow as the moon rose higher in the night sky. I felt strong, and I felt powerful as my newly formed paws slowly marched through my prison. It wasn't until I reached the portrait hallway that I actually came across a g