Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 31

The second he saw my puffy red eyes and the almost completely red bath water, he stopped. “What happened?” His voice immediately held pity, as he looked at me, that just made me feel worse. I sighed and shook my head, I couldn’t bring myself to speak coz I knew my voice would crack. “He’s trying, you know?” 1 couldn’t help the scoff that left me as he spoke. I carefully went to stand up but my legs were seriously killing me so instead I fell right out of the tub and onto the floor. A small cry of pain left my mouth before I felt a gentle grip on me, pulling me onto my feet. “Are you ok?” He wrapped the towel around my back and he held my shoulders steady while gazing at my face.

I just nodded my head and hobbled away from him on shaky legs. I was stopped however by his voice again. “Whatever he did, I apologize for it. He doesn’t know how to show affection, especially to humans.” Ok, now I was mad. Of all the things to say to me, sorry isn’t going to cut it.

“That doesn’t justify him RAPING me!” I yelled, completely forgetting my place, while turning to face him. I’m done with this entire world. I’m done, I want out.

“He…” Lewis looked completely taken aback by my outburst and even more so at what the king had actually done. “Miss Riley I…”

two days the king had managed to crack me, and it was only a matter of time before he breaks

making me see about ten different emotions running through them. “I can’t justify

male.”

and I felt pain shoot through it. I forgot I hurt it when I punched the king in the garden. “We were taught that when a mutt finds their mate, that’s it. You have someone to love and care for you for life. I always hated

bond tore wives from husbands, brothers from sisters, parents from kids.” By now tears were falling down my face once more, and I couldn’t help but be grateful my mom and Freddie weren’t here to see this. “I swore I would never forget what your kind did to mine, I would never bow down to a mutt… and now look at me.” I let out a hollow laugh as I hobbled over to the sink, I had a look in the mirror at my face. Makeup was smeared over my skin, Bruising rested

hell! King or no king, mates or not… I hate that man, and I swear I will do whatever it takes to escape from this life.”

my head why should I make any

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than death. “Come on, why don’t we wash your face, try to get that makeup off so we can see the damage. Again I nodded my head before sitting down on the toilet. He was