Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 70

Was I truly that damaged that my lungs couldn’t cope with any mention of the king? I shouldn’t be crumpling from the inside out so easily at just the mere thought of what King Josh could do to me. I shouldn’t be this terrified of a tyrant, hell bent on destroying the world as we knew it.

“Dylan!?” The beta was once again quick to come to my aid, his hands either side of my head, one on each cheek as he forced me to look his way. “He’s not here, you’re safe, you’re safe.” I shook my head again and continued to fight my body for breath.

*I’m… I’m… not… safe.” I was getting dizzy, my head becoming so oxygen deprived that my eyes were beginning to droop.

“You’re safe with me, I will never hurt you. Dylan, you need to breathe!” I strangely knew he’d never hurt me, and I did for some reason feel safe with him. He was a Lycan, and a royal at that, I shouldn’t feel anything but distain for him, but I can’t help it when my heart slightly jumps in my chest at the sight of him, or how a small smile creeps on my face whenever I know that he is close by. He was my only comfort, my only warmth in an otherwise cold and listless place. He was my reassurance, he was my strength, and he had no idea just how highly I held him.

The area of library suddenly stopped shrinking in my mind as I took, 1, 2, 3 shaky breaths in and out. The fog that was starting to cloud me seemed to vanish at the sight of Lewis’s worried gaze.

“I’m ok.” The words came out so quiet and unsure that I knew if he wasn’t a wolf he never would have heard it.

“I’m sorry.”

apologize, do you need the doctor? I can go and…” I shook my head and took hold of his wrists,

away, only for him to stop me. I frowned, still trying to regulate my breathing slightly as

were fixed on our conjoined hands, he was completely unmoving as he stared.

rambling by taking the smallest of steps forward towards my cowering body. His eyes gravitated from our hands to my eye and frowned deeply at

still frowning at my form. His words caused confusion to then cloud me, feel what exactly?

slightly, and shook his head before finally releasing my hand from his tight grasp. He took a large step back and then shook his

of mw, all of a sudden. Was it because I touched him? It was always him to initiate physical contact, I’d never grabbed

“You’ve done nothing wrong

was obviously asking about my panic attack, I wasn’t ok, even more so now that I had maybe angered the

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