Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 107

Dylan POV

stared at the districts soon to be beta and frowned, I was unable to read him, however I know for a fact the same couldn’t be said about me. My facial expressions were giving away everything. He slowly lifted his hand up and reached it out in front of him silently asking for a hand shake.

Thank you.” He sounded extremely sincere and so I hesitantly took his outstretched palm in my right one and shook it firmly. Thank you so much, if it wasn’t for you then…”

“I’d have been lashed, or worse.” Erin spoke quietly yet gratefully as she met my eyes. It probably would have been a double lashing, the king doesn’t like being shown up.

“Yeah well, better me than you, right? One more scar isn’t going to change the fact that I’m covered in them. Just keep your mouth shut next time.” Again I shrugged, but was seriously feeling the prominent pain in my hand. I just wanted to leave, to curl up in my appointed room and try and get some shut eye, or at least try to have some time to myself at least before the king returns.

“That doesn’t mean you should bring attention to yourself instead of someone else. You did it today too, at school with Tony.” Nick was right, I probably shouldn’t do that, and yet I feel like it’s my obligation to protect humans against my tyrant of a mate. I was progressively getting more and more tired of this conversation, and so I made sure my face held absolutely no emotion whatsoever as I addressed my old peers.

“Look, getting hurt is just my reality. Someone has to stand up to him, and I don’t particularly see anyone else stepping up, do you? Besides, no matter what I do, he can’t kill me, so Im the best person to speak my mind. I sighed as I thought about the blissful serenity that death could bring me, except it seemed like even death didn’t want me, that has to be the case with the amount of times I’ve tried to welcome it and failed. Although, thinking about it, it was always Lewis who stopped me, every time I tried it was Lewis who brought me back from the ledge…

I missed him!

severe lashing I received, the day the king burnt me with hot silver. That day will haunt me until 1 do

and ran my good hand over my hair in exasperation, I probably shouldn’t have admitted that to him, in fact I knew I should have said that to him, I knew it as soon as I saw his face take on a shocked expression. Shit! Thinking quickly I changed the subject, unable to look at my old friend again. “Look, I’m tired, I’m in pain and quite frankly, I feel embarrassed to even be back here in this district after everything, so I’m gonna go upstairs

had no filter. I knew there would be some change in my scent and I knew that the wolves would pick up on it, but to actually smell like him! To share his scent caused unease and nausea to sweep through me. Instead in true fashion, I turned around to face them and shrugged my

why you would let the king even do that to you, you won’t accept his mark so why allow other things to happen?” I didn’t surprise me that Nick thought this way, as I used to before I’d met

everything except marking you. He’s got complete control over me, whether I want it or not.” I shrugged

revelation. Was that not obvious? I thought by this point everyone

wanted to be alone. “Look, I’m not the only one who has gone through things with their supposed mate. There is more abuse going on than many believe.” I was of course also referring to Carlos and his situation. I can imagine that there are more people with stories similar to ours. Of course there could be abuse from

the floor of the limo. God, that felt like days ago, when in my exhaustion made sense. I’d hardly slept throughout the night as I was reality it had been less than twelve hours. Plus

her, nothing but the truth lay in his words. “I love you, and I’ll see you later.” She smiled at his gesture and squeezed his

much life

my existence actually was.