Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 102

Dylan POV

My day was extremely difficult. I had to not only tackle some pretty difficult school work, which I hadn’t done in months by the way, but I also had to deal with both humans and lycans alike, asking me questions left, right and centre about the king and palace life.

Every single question rolled off people’s mouth so smoothly, it was evident that they had absolutely no clue on what I’d actually been through or how much every hit, or lashing or rape, played on my mind.

As soon as I stepped out into the fresh air a wave of coldness swept across my body, leaving goosebumps to rise on both my bruised and uncovered

arms.

Don’t get me wrong, I’d been cold all day after getting soaked in the downpour that enveloped the sky earlier this morning. My clothes were still a bit damp from getting drenched in the rain a few hours prior, and I could feel my teeth begin to chatter slightly as I followed the two alpha twins and their mates to the pack house.

My nerves quickly began to skyrocket as we passed the entrance to the human village. My sight wandered over to it and my legs instantly stopped moving as I stared, triggering all four people in front of me to halt in their tracks too.

“Hey, you ok?” Nick was next to me in an instant, his arm wrapped around my shoulders before a gasp left him and he recoiled quickly.

tried to slip it over my shoulders, only I stepped back and avoided the fact material.

shook my head at him and took

as I spoke to my best friend. He squinted at my face, as if trying to study my reaction for any hint of

I made no sign that I was going to respond, gave him all the confirmation he needed. It was a secret known to people with eyes and vigilant enough to see it, I was terrified of the king. Every time he’s in close proximity to me, I’m tense, just waiting for some form of physical or mental attack, and I was waiting for the one

it out to my shivering form. When I didn’t take it immediately he sighed and walked behind me slipping it

but I turn down the kings jacket this morning, when he sees me wearing this one, I’ll be

I whispered, allowing my eyes to meet the floor in front of him. I sucked in a breath as he didn’t say anything further, he just walked back

within the district. My mom was there right in that second, a ten minutes walk away, maybe less if I ran, knowing I couldn’t hug her, or speak to her in

held a sense of love and devotion for their partners and with

one hand I was overjoyed that Nick had met someone who he was obviously completely smitten with, not only that but the fact that she herself was willing to go through with a human marriage,

at them both.

as they were sent a pang of complete and utter dejection through me. I couldn’t help but compare our situations, I would

the doors in front of me. Fear flew through my veins as I gazed upon the building. It would be my first time ever setting foot into the pack house, into any pack house. Even from the outside the buzz coming

was huge, but it was basically empty. The workers there kept themselves to themselves, and I was put into isolation for the most part. Here though? In this one house, every single wolf with

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