“But… if you were to be killed then who would lead us into the new age?” A voice from behind me spoke and I spun on my heels to address the voice however was shocked when I saw just how many people had been watching my word vomit. There must have been over a hundred people waiting in anticipation of
Dylan POV"In that case, we will need to start building your strength up." V much to my surprise actually and looked me in the eye before speaking. "First things first is you'll need to meet the alpha!" The alpha? The alpha of what? Of where? I'd just escaped the alpha king and now I was being forc
Maybe it was because I knew I was going to suffer yet again, while I tried to strengthen my body, or Maybe it was the fact that I was turning 18 tomorrow and had none of my family with me. The last five years haven't been all that great in regards to birthdays, but at least I had still woken up to
“Chocolate?” Clarke spoke with his mouth still completely full, so much so that it was barely understandable. I imagine he had at least three full chocolates in his mouth at once with the way he was struggling to chew as well. I simply chuckled at him before taking one of the caramel ones out and he
Dylan POV"I'm self-diagnosed with word vomit. Sometimes it just can't be helped." I swallowed thickly before reaching into my pocket and pulling out the scrunched up wrinkle stained envelope, ready to change the subject quickly. "Anyway, I'm not here to talk about how shitty my life is..." I held o
“Are you ok?” I simply nodded my head and swallowed thickly as I gently unfolded the paper and smiled. There lying in the center of the paper between the folds, was a passport style photograph of me, my mom, my dad and a very young baby Freddie. Where she even found it was beyond me, but it was the
“I wouldn’t say the growing rebellion was because people were rallying behind me. I’m not a leader, how many times do I have to tell people that.” His head shook again in disagreement, why was he so adamant to get me to lead the masses. “Your a natural leader, Riley. I’ve seen it first hand, you le
Dylan POV. Well, happy birthday to me! Yes, the day was my 18th birthday, my first birthday waking up completely alone. Freddie wasn't there to jump on top of me shouting the song happy birthday at the top of his voice... my mom wasn't there to give me a huge hug or wish me a good day. Nick wasn't