Chapter 111

Dylan POV

If the rebellions plan is to take the fight to the king, then we will all die. He knows the palace and it's grounds better than anyone else, but here... the lycans of the pack will know their district well, the same as the humans. We need to attack his grace and the royal forces on our turf, where we have the upper hand." I knew that V wouldn’t like where this was going but I had to at least see if she would entertain the idea. Even though it was an insane plan.

"I think we should attack the sectors border and close it completely."

Obviously this was a radical idea, and it naturally came with many complications if we did do it, but the way I saw it, it created a sure fire way to get the king to come to us. Plus if we closed the entire sector then that leaves 7 district locations for the rebellion to be hidden. The king would never be able to pinpoint it's genuine location.

"Are you insane? Closing the sectors border completely would stick a target directly on our backs." I sighed looking out over the fields of green grass and blue sky. It was a particularly hot day and the sun blurred down on me filling me with an unfamiliar pleasantness that was lost to me, if I stayed sat for too long I would in fact develop a bit of a tan. So I closed my eyes and looked up to the sky feeling the heat warm my entire face.

"You already have targets on your backs, his grace is getting closer and closer to finding this place, even as he continues that stupid tour. Getting all the packs of this sector on our side is the only option we have right now. We need the support off of the lycans just as much as the humans, if not more. The main goal isn't just human independence it's equality between both species, if we're going to succeed then we need more supporters." I could see her mulling it over in her head, the contemplation seriously taking hold of her.

I admit, it was a gamble, everything that had been built and maintained here was amazing, food and drink was in constant flow, the children even had some form of normal integrated classes. It was basically a small patch of paradise that existed in a world full of chaos and shit.

I waited silently for V to gather her thoughts together. In my short time being here I noticed that V had a lot of respect from everyone here, but, she had big boots to fill in regards to taking over the leadership of the rebellion from her dad, Carlos after he was taken, however the I know I wasn’t the only one who could see that she was barely managing to walk in those boots.

Don't get me wrong, she had everyone's best interest at heart, but she was also a people pleaser, I had noticed that she doesn't much like confrontation and is more likely to find a peaceful solution before doing what needs to be done. She was a good leader, but she was naive to the world. She had spent the entirety of the new world within the confines of this paradise and it showed in her decisions.

"I'll think about it and let you know, don't worry though, with you here now, we will probably end up welcoming even more people. People of all kinds, so there really is no need to leave." Im sure she knew things wouldn't stay the way they were forever, but she was definitely worried about leaving things behind.

"We can't keep burying our heads in the sand waiting for a solution to fall into our laps. We need to start taking some form of action or nothing will ever happen. This place will just become some sort of myth or legend and the new world will remain in effect long after we're all gone. This place, it's living proof that equality is possible." She hummed, clearly taking in my sentence but obviously not taking it seriously enough. "Do you intend to even strike against the king?"

"I will not put my people at risk any more than I already have." She stood up and looked at me pained. Sympathy written all over her features. "I know how much you have been through. But we've built something here, something good, something hidden from the king and his wolves. I think you are amazing, but I don't intend to sacrifice everything we strive for, for the sake of one persons ideals."

"It's not just my ideals V. It's everyone the lycans have shit on in the last five years. It's all the family's that have been torn apart for the sake of a stupid new world. theres really only a handful of people that are are actually happy and content. Rebellion is around the corner, wether it starts with this place or somewhere else." Delusional wasn't even the word I would use. This lady was completely deranged and blind to the world. Unfortunately, I knew far too many people with the same attitude.

"I've said I'll think about it. You're ideas are valid, but they need a lot of preparation, whatever we decide to do, we can't do half cocked." I sighed and realized that she had no intention of starting anything. As long as she and this place were safe, she didn't care about the suffering of other humans. “Besides, if we closed the border down completely, then how are we supposed to smuggle all the contraband items?”

Now this annoyed me to high heavens, the smuggling trade was forged to provide help to the people living in conditions that were inhumane. The lack of rations provided was simply abhorrent for families with children, or for people who had to care for those with learning difficulties. There was simply no living.

“Taking away the smuggling trade for people might not be the worst idea.” I shrugged while looking at the girl in front of me. I watched as Vs mouth hung open in shock at my words.

“What are you talking about?” My eyebrows raised as I watched her clearly trying to justify my words. “You we’re the one that started the smuggling, and now you want to end it just like that? Have you truly given up on the human districts?”

“I created the smuggling trade to stop excess punishments from being given. I built it up from nothing, to help people to give the humans hope, but somehow the true meaning for it became lost. Instead of just contraception and extra milk tokens being bought in, you’ve been providing alcohol, and other crap that’s simply unnecessary. The people have been relying on the trade for far too long, and because of this they are forgetting how shitty the world has become. If the smuggling were to stop, then everyone would see once again just how badly the lycans treat us.” My rant escalated quickly as my tone became harder and more frustrated. “People have been taking advantage of the trade for quite some time now, it’s about time they realized just how much the rebellion had done for them.”

“So you’re plan is to deliberately cut off the smuggling supply’s in order to coerce the people into rebelling against their Lycan districts? Thats just despicable and very manipulative.” She was always going to twist my words, I realized that now. My plan was a good plan, it was risky but good. However V would never willingly go along with it. No what I needed to do was discuss it with the others, the members of the bases council and then eventually, I had to personally take my idea up with this illusive Alpha I've heard about.

I'm know for a fact that V wouldn't like me going behind her back and above her head, but I had to get things moving. This stupid, sick new world had gone on for far too long and it was time for everyone to start taking action.

“If you think that trying to provide a world in which both humans and lycans can live in without the fear of torture running through them, is worse than prioritizing a small selection of people over the wellbeing of millions is despicable, then that’s fine. But to me it is your blatant naivety of the world that’s truly shocking. It’s clear that our priorities are extremely different, you live a sheltered life and have never dealt with a lycans wrath, I don’t think you will ever understand what people go through ever single day.” I stood up and frowned angrily at V.

She truly was completely warped, although I could see where she was coming from, I really could, but people were suffering on the daily and she was here eating and wearing whatever she wanted, not a single scar in sight. I was jealous of her in some regard, even so if the roles were reversed I think I would still naturally want to help in anyway I could. I walked away shaking my head in anger.

Just as I began to silently rehearse the speech I would give to the alpha, a group of lycans came running out from the forest area, most of the men were shirtless and the women wore simple spots bras.

Lycans couldn't shift in the confines of the rebellions base, simply because wolfsbane is what concealed it, so in order to shift and let their wolf forms out, they had to leave the borders. It wasn't really that big of an issue for them though.

Within the group of lycans was Lewis, his shirt too was missing and his entire torso remained on show. His eyes slowly met mine and a bright smile took over his features making him look spectacular under the shine of the warm sun.

He didn’t waste a beat in saying his goodbyes to the rest of the lycans, and jogging up to where I was stood. Sweat slightly dripped off of his eight pack, and the muscles on his upper arms seemed to cause a lump to form in my throat, as I fought the urge to run my palms over them. I felt a small wetness begin to form in my pants as I looked at him with a slight frown.

“Are you ok, Dyl?” No was certainly not ok? I was turned on, and I knew for a fact that if I didn’t control my urges then he would begin to smell my arousal.

“I’m fine…” I peeled my eyes away from his sculpted torso and forced them to meet his eyes, which glistened smugly, clearly he had caught me perving on him. “I’ve just come from an argument with V.” I admitted as I allowed my sight to remain on his beautiful orbs. “Have You been for a run?”

“What we’re you arguing about this time?” I playfully punched his muscular arm and smiled slightly at his equally playful hurt expression.

“You make it sound like it’s a regular thing.” He simply chuckled and leaned in towards me slightly.

“It kind of is.” He grinned while I simply glanced at his mouth. God, our lips were centimeters away from each other our breaths intertwined, causing a whole new form of heat to rise inside me. “You smell different today…” I heard him mumble slightly as he leaned even closer which caused my eyes to widen a fraction. “You should have told me.” He spoke before finally backing away from my body.

His once cheeky, expression changed drastically as hurt took over his features. His eyebrows scrunched ever so slightly before a sympathetic smile became directed at me.

“Happy Birthday, Dylan!”

How in Gods name did he work that one out?