Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 135

Adrian POV

“Slow down a bit Arya…” I looked at my sister completely taken a back by her words. I told her to go and check on Dylan as she had made her way into the bathroom, what I didn’t expect was for her to come out with the most ludicrous story ever.

Tm telling you…. She’s been blessed by the moon goddess. I think everyone is right, she was chosen as our queen for a reason.” It shocked me to say the least, Arya hated Dylan, she was always quite jealous of her, if I’m being honest. Dylan’s antics and attitude often made her the focus of conversation and the center of attention. Yet all of a sudden Arya was holding her in extreme high regard, something had defiantly happened.

“It’s practically suicide to be speaking like that Arya, you should keep your voice hushed. Monroe spoke quietly, looking at the bathroom door his mate had just gone through to comfort Dylan. “We are all pretty much aware of the situation by now.”

“Do

her. Only the goddess herself knows what she had been through during her time in the palace, and loosing her mom

have a sort of muscle to her, of course the humans weren’t fed at all as much as they should be, and they were limited to a certain amount of items a week,

when the doors opened to reveal an extremely pale Dylan. She looked positively ill compared to her usual rebellious self. She really had allowed the king to break her, not that I blamed her in the slightest. In all honesty after everything she had been through, I’m surprised it took her this long to crack. Anyone

to her by Monroe, but nooded her head all the same. This girl could never admit that she needed help, or that she most definitely wasn’t ok. It was sad really, that she consistently felt the need to hide her true feelings, especially when Nick was involved. It was

Dylan begged for food. I never thought I would ever see someone on the brink of starvation before my eyes, but here she was. It was gut

was so grateful nonetheless, I wouldn’t have been, I would have thrown that forking soup over his head, after lacing it with wolfsbane or silver. I just sat and kept glancing over at the poor girl, I had never in my life seen anyone