Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 345

Chapter 0345

“Wait... you guys just prayed to her and she answered your call?” The woman nodded at Oliver's question and

looked up. Although it was still fairly early in the evening, the moon could vaguely be seen in the bright sky,

guess even rogue worshiped that idiot goddess.

“She has the wolves best interest at heart, which is why, we welcyou here... Dylan, the one chosen by the

moon.” | awkwardly glanced at Oliver and cringed slightly at the lane title that had given to me. | mean what

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was | supposed to say to that. “You were our second gift from the goddess herself.”

“Me?! You think I'm a goddess given gift?” I'd been called blessed by

her, and | had been named as the chosen ruler, but actually being

called a gift was taking things a little too far.

“Of course, our deity wouldn't have made her decision lightly, she chose you to lead us to salvation.” Oh great,

yet another complex | would have to overcome. “And as her subordinates, we must accept you as our precious

gift. Which is why we hope you will in turn accept our aid.” Nah, this was getting strange, | mean, if they wanted

to help with the fight, then that was great, but her loyalty towas unquestionably creepy, | didn’t even know

the woman's name.

“Honestly the more people willing to help, the better. Right Your grace?” Oliver was urgingto agree, but it all

just felt surreal... the only thing going through my mind was the moon goddess, and what she was ultimately

planning. So instead of accepting the aid of the rogues straight away, | disregarded their offer altogether,

thinking about how that goddess had granted them an ability purely for the preservation of their way of life.

“Where exactly did you go to pray to the moon goddess?” My mind was definitely working overtime, faster than

anyone else's because

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they were still hung up on the previous conversation. “When she gave you the ability to hide your scent, where

did you go to ask her for help?”

The woman glanced at Oliver, who looked as equally as baffled as she was.

“That old oak tree.” She pointed to a large majestic tree, that sat directly at the edge of the clearing, we walked

over to it and noticed a pattern carved deeply into the bark... “it’s the lunar cycle.”

“The Luna oak!” Oliver quickly dropped to his knees in front of the tree out of respect. “I've only ever seen

pictures... It's said that the original lycans planted it, in respect of the goddess herself.” It was the perfect place

forto attempt to make contact again.

“Well, then... | think it’s tmy own prayers were answered!” In fact, think that was long over due.