Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 137

Chapter 136

After dinner, While the entire pack house went out to take part in their training exercises and the humans once

again remained in the sitting room, | excused myself, and allowed myself to finally try and set things in motion. It

was proving to be extremely difficult.

| made phone calls, | sent messages and emails, | requested old fashioned video chats and | searched through

the entire contents of the laptop. Still | cup completely empty handed. | guess there is a reason the

rebellion has managed to stay hidden for so long, there was no way of contacting

them.

I had exhausted myself trying to help Dylan, when a thought occurred to me, Dylan always knew her way around

things, and it was her cell phone in the first place, which means she had the connections needed to help, the

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only issue was that if | told her about the plan, with her in her current state of mind, | don’t think she would even

attempt to help, never mind actually leaving for the rebellion.

What about Nick?

Nick knew her well, maybe he could aidin my seemingly impossible task. | wasn’t entirely sure what he could

do that I hadn't already, but at the very least, it couldn’t hurt for him to try. Dylan's situation was getting more

and more desperate, anyone with eyes could see that. She was one more incident away from accepting the kings

mark, and if that happened then all hope would truly be lost,

es off any o

So, | waited, and waited, not taking my eyes any of the screens in front of me, in the hopes that I'd get some

form of response. Eventually the right tpresented itself and | was able to ask Nick and Arya to my room.

“How's it going?” Nick asked as he looked over at the screens in front of me. | sighed, running my hands through

my now disheveled hair and locked at the couple in front of me.

“It’s not going. I've tried absolutely everything | can think of. I'm very quickly realizing why the rebellion hasn't

been found yet. It's almost impossible to get in touch with them.” | buried my tired face into my hands and once

again sighed at the amount of effort | had used while getting absolutely no where. “We need Dylan.”

“Well, she’s clearly not herself right now, so she is out of the question. You'll have to find another way!” Nick was

right, but who else did we know that could help? There was literally no one else who had the sconnections

and knowledge. Dylan was our only shot at getting her out.

“Even if we manage to get things sorted, how on earth are we going to get queen Dylan away from the king in

the first place?” My sister had a very point. | was well aware of how closely he was watching her since the death

of her mother. He has her on a tight leash and he knows exactly how to wield it.

“She's right Adrian, the king barely lets her out of his sight except for school, and now it's the weekend, it makes

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things even more difficult.” | knew what we had to do, it was not going to be easy, but | really didn’t factor

everything in. Dylan was tightly trapped, it would take a miracle to even get a reply never mind actually

orchestrating the escape.

“Ok, So | acted on impulse... but look at what he’s doing to her, the best thing for everyone is to get Dylan to the

rebels.” It’s just a question of how

“The dungeon!” Nick quickly lifted his head up toand | frowned in confusion. What was he suggesting. “The

king has already threatened her with it, if she’s locked up in the dungeon then she’s away from him.”

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