Chosen Novel

"My hair is going to get in my face..." I absentmindedly spoke, still staring at my unfamiliar body in the mirror that rested in Lewis's bedroom.

"I'll do it for you?" Trina was all but ready to get her hands on my hair. Her wide enthusiastic smile expressed nothing but the glee that she felt. "What would you like? Buns? Braids?"

I shrugged, walking over to the square hair brush, and handing it to my cousin in law. "Two plaits should do the trick. I just want it out of my face." She nodded and quickly got to work, placing my white hair into two simple braids, that slightly protruded out of the top of my head.

"If you braid the strands under each other instead of over, then you get a sort of 3D effect." She chuckled securing the hair elastic to the second plait after completing it. "Are you ready to go and change the world?" She asked me, placing her hands on my shoulders and looking at me in the mirror that was facing me.

"No..." I gave a sarcastic answer, which was followed by a small awkward scoff of a chuckle. "But I am ready for all of this to end... one way or another." I stood up and turned to face the two people in front of me. Clarke who had a knowing look on his face. "You've been ready for this since the new world began. Now, you just have both the means, and the support to actually do it." My friend nodded his head, nothing but reassurance clouding his features. His confidence in me was extremely encouraging, in fact, it wasn't just him, everyone was so sure I could do this, and I wasn't about to back away and let them all down now, not when I had come this far.

"Let's go save Lewis!" I nodded my head also, in solidarity and walked out of the door with the two of them following.

Trina had been right, everyone was waiting both outside and in the pack house for me to emerge. The plan had been set in motion and they all stood, waiting for my orders as I walked out to the front of the large group of people.

Gilliard, stood in front of everyone, with Oliver and Vee stood slightly to the side. Trina found her place at Gilliards side, while Ryan Clarke entered the crowed but remained on the front line, watching my every move as I too walked to where Alpha Gill was stood. "Are you sure you're ready for this?" I asked him quietly. "There's no going back."

"I'm ready to do what is necessary. We've all got your back, Dylan, I promise. We will do what we can to save my idiot cousin." He attempted to add humor to the events that were about to transpire, but it fell flat was far too o

task to show anything but

on the

determination.

"Ok..." My hands trembled gently with nerves and the kings smug face came to my mind. "All the Lycans should shift now, that way they're ready for when the time time comes." I watched Alpha Gilliard give a slight nod before addressing his pack.

"Every wolf is to shift. We will make

our way to the sectors border on the queens command." I watched as every Lycan present began to let their wolfforms take over effortlessly, after all their pack shifted he and his mate both

allowed themselves to transform too, their bones began to crack and morph right next to me before two

large wolf forms towered over me.

"You know... No matter how many times I see someone shift, it still somewhat fascinates me." I absentmindedly spoke, while gazing at the large furry animals stood to my side and in front of me.

My sight however began to quickly

focus on Trina's wolfs ass. On her thigh resting on the thick soft fur that covered her body, lay a distinct crescent moon. It was rather beautiful actually, perhaps she had been blessed, at least that is what I thought until I saw the exact same mark on Gilliard, in the same place.