CHAPTER 112

Dylan POV I trembled in fear when the Kings head shot to me after I had grabbed hold of him. His fist tightened around the large whip in his hand and a gulp left me. If this went wrong he could very well use that thing on me, and I knew I couldn’t take another lashing. I really couldn’t.

“Your plan is…really stupid!” I stated shakily then shook my head slightly, I was absolutely terrified of what he would do to me, but after everything Nicks dad had done for my family since I had been gone, I couldn’t stand by and watch him take I sucked in a deep breath and closed my eyes, once I’d opened them once more, I had replaced my fear with something vastly different, fear was no long “You truly don’t care about us at all…” I stated before I could even n stop th the words from leaving my lips. “You are supposed to be the king, the ruler of both lycans and humans, but instead you’re just tyrant, a dictator so hell be “Do you really not understand why the rebellion is growing? Do you truly not know Why humans wholeheartedly stand against you? The entire word is s from speaking out, from saying everything that was playing round and round in my mind.

“Do you know the repercussions of taking away our education? Not only is it going to fuel the rebellion ten fold, but it will also mean you will loose more t “You’re absolutely delusional if you think we are just going to bow down and accept your unjust decision! School is the only thing we have left, you’ve tak express them live on television, for the entire world to see. People gasped as I stared the king in the eye, and I could faintly hear news anchors describing what was going on.

“We lycans have given you everything, and you appreciate nothing!” He seethed stepping closer to my tense form. My breath hitched as i thought about “You’re right! We are so lucky to be beaten to the brink of death. How silly of me to not thank you after every hit I’ve received. That’s the comment that got me a hard punch to the stomach, it made me keel over, clutching my abused stomach and gasping for the breath

up.

“Kneel before me… Now!” King Josh was at boiling point, his fists were so tight that his knuckles were becoming white. His face closely resembled that Chapter Comments