Chosen By The Moon

Chosen By The Moon.

Chapter 22

Dylan POV

“My Queen.” I heard as I felt a hand on my arm gently pull me up onto my feet, the same hand gently touched my chin and lifted my head up to gaze at me. “You look positively radiant.” A small shiver of disgust shot through me, but I couldn’t deny that the sparks his hands were creating felt damn good. He smirked obviously noticing my slight reaction, and with it 1 felt like kicking myself for giving him the satisfaction. He placed his hand on my lower back and walked me towards his parents. “Mother, father, this is my beautiful mate.” His thumb gently stroked my back, as he showed me to his parents. I heard the doors I just walked through quietly close and realized I was completely alone with these people.

His father took a step towards me and grabbed my chin roughly. He turned my head right and then left before looking in my eyes once more. “She is… very beautiful, I will give her that.” The king bought his thumb up to examine the wound on my forehead caused by my running away. “Her defiant attitude however, had better subside immediately, or there will be consequences… Queen or not.”

My breath hitched in my thre he spoke, his eyes glaring into my own as he continued his check. After making it very clear that I shouldn’t run from king Josh, the king regent then forced my body to turn so my back was facing him, I felt the dress I was wearing get pulled down ever so slightly before a hum was heard.

His mother stated from next to the king. I had never felt so degraded in all my life, I swallowed thickly as they continued their

scars is a clear sign of defiance. If the humans see them on her body for this afternoons announcement they will see their queen as a beacon for rebellion not for unity.” He stated before once again turning me to face them both. His hands quickly moved from turning my body to turning my wrists, he inspected my forearms

the remainder of the week, until we can decide what to do about that ghastly statement. The queen demanded as she turned to sit down at the table. She glanced down at the floor and frowned, before turning to address her son again. Tomorrow, you will ensure that she is dressed appropriately,

out of sight.

single flaw and making me feel awfully self conscious while doing so.

the king before I lowered my gaze, proving he is my king. “You sit next to me.” He quickly stood up and pulled my chair out gesturing for me to sit on it. I hesitantly sat down as

suits and ties walked out with a plate

the sight of the food piled high on the King Joshes gold rimmed plate, the

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