Chosen By The Moon

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"Maybe it's like a final farewell." I stated in a very hushed tone, as to attempt to not let anyone hear my concerns. "Most of these people are unlikely to survive the battle."

"Maybe... I still think it's in poor taste." It left a sour flavor in my mouth also. "Will you come with me to see Dylan tomorrow?" She actually wanted me to go with her? I guess the bond between us really had been established.

"Yeah, I'll admit I'm curious as to why Dylan wants to see you." I twirled my mate around under my arm and smiled down at her. Placing a single peck on her beautiful lips. "Thank you, for not accusing me of anything. It meant a lot to have you by my side when people assumed I had done something."

"I just knew deep in my bones that you had done nothing wrong." She slid her hand in mine, making my heart flutter slightly in my chest, suddenly my senses going crazy in anticipation for what was to transpire.

"Goddess, I love you Vee."

"And I love you, olly." And I really knew she did.

The packs party seemed to last the entire night. People were passed out on the steps, and sofas that littered the house as me and Vee walked to the alphas office the next morning. Vee have the door a small knock, and it was Gilliards voice that replied quickly.

"Come in." I heeded the order and opened the door, with Vee following me effortlessly.

Gilliard looked fresh, as if he enjoyed

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the party just enough, before getting a decent sleep next to his beloved mate. Dylan however looked exhausted... dark circles rested below her slightly blood shot, and half closed eyes. She didn't even lift her head from Gilliards desk as she stared at a sheet of paper that rested there, her hand on her chin in concentration.

It must be very difficult to plan something of this scale. Not to mention the fact that Lewis wasn't here was probably placing more and more pressure onto her. It was an extra thing to worry about in that long list of things to do.

Alpha Gilliard said nothing, but his gaze was volume enough. I was his least favorite person at the minute, which I understood of course.

"Vee, I didn't know you were bringing Oliver." She stated, barley turning away from the sheet of paper that was sprawled out on top of the desk. "Oh... he could wait outside if you'd like." The girl in charge, shook her head of white hair, and smiled softly at Vee.

"It's fine. I only want to ask you a question." She took a deep breath, tearing her sight away from the page and looking at Vee with worried eyes. Vee, how would you feel"

about using the safe haven, as a

hospital for our wounded?"

It made sense actually, it was out of the way, and it was safe. It was actually a well sort out plan. Dylan knew exactly what she was doing. "I'll send a list of supplies over."