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.”

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a sort of broken demeanor about her that caused me and many other to take pity on her. Only the goddess herself knows what she had been through during her time in the palace, and loosing her mom was the final piece that tipped

now than she was when she first arrived. Before she was claimed I’d go as far as to say she even used to 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, but they never went starving, I’m pretty certain Dylan and a few others used to try and keep

our attention was immediately drawn to the bathroom though 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

rolled her eyes slightly at the title given 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

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

I would have thrown that forking soup over his head, after lacing it with wolfsbane or