Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 129

Nicks POV

“What the hell are you doing with a cell?” My voice came out loud and necusing, which made Dylan completely cringe in fear, I hated seeing how scared she was, it was so unlike her..

“Please, don’t say anything… Please, Just destroy it, or get rid of it somehow. Please I’m begging you,” More and more tears dropped from her eyes as she looked at me. I shook my head and quickly placed the old phone in my pocket and held my hands out to give her a hug, only she cowered away from me. “Don’t… Don’t touch me. He’ll know.”

She really was a far cry from the girl who left, kicking and screaming as she was dragged away, I never thought I’d see the day she would give up.

“Ok, ok… I won’t touch you, but please, don’t let the king win Dylan.” I could see it in his graces eyes this morning and even yesterday when he brought her back, he had won. All he seemed to want was her compliance, I just didn’t expect he’d ever actually get it. “You, you need to fight him.”

She shook her head rapidly, and took a step back away from me. Her entire body trembled as she glanced over my shoulder at her old bedroom door, making sure she wasn’t being listened too, then her sight zoomed back at me.

voice was so quiet that even I felt the desperation she did, we really had to get her out of here, we had to get

I was caught, I walked up to her and scooped her into my arms, we had done much more that hug in the past, but Dylan

harder than before. She pushed my body away from her and roughly wiped her eyes on the back

to make out what she was saying exactly. “I love you, I do, but I am an afterthought in your mind, your family and your mate will always come first, and that’s fine, but you need

her so hard that she got knocked down,

to her knees in pure sorrow, her hands clutched her chest as

strong for him. She shook her head and looked at me, her eyes usually vibrant

bloodshot and a constant frown rested on

off without me. If it wasn’t for your dad then…” she shook her head, too pained to say what was on the tip of her tongue. I didn’t blame her at all, if I had lost my dad the same way that she lost her mom. I think I’d most likely give up too. “Please,

through to people, you have a