Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 140

Dylan POV

Why, why does the king insist on consistently abusing me? I haven’t done anything wrong at all, and yet here I was once again cowering in front of him.

“A lashing is a mild punishment for what you have done.” I was getting really scared now, both my body and my mind couldn’t take any more pain. I couldn’t take a lashing. The last one was far too excessive. “Give us a name…” the alpha continued his interrogation while the king remained ridged.

I had to think, and I had to think fast. I couldn’t actually tell them who helped me smuggle things in, they’d be put to death in a heartbeat, but I also couldn’t stand any more physical abuse. Think… think.

Eventually I watched as the king lost his patience with me, he raised his arm up with the whip tightly in his grasp with every intention of swinging it down on me. God he wasn’t bluffing, how could be even think about doing this to me again.

out fast and loudly as panic swept

I just nodded my head rapidly. No one could harm my

the inventory sector you can check it. She… She ran numbers and made sure the human nations were all handed out equally. That is Until she began to give extra to people, using me as the delivery girl. It was perfect Because she could just claim that they were a few short some weeks and stock pile up for those who needed in Was that believable? I was quite proud of myself for the massive lie I’d cooked up in my head, on the spot, in front

head, now

phone hidden in case it was found. You were all much more likely to go easier on me due to my age.” Please, believe me, god I prayed, I pray silently to whatever higher power was listening to my cries. I

shook my head repeatedly while remaining on my knees in front of him. I had no intention of taking another lashing. “Remove it or I

desired affect anyway because she still acts out.”

grabbed by my skinny wrist and pulled up with my arm onto my feet. I was so light that the king really could just throw me around like it was nothing. Once I was on my feet he grabbed my prisoners top from the hem and yanked it roughly over

my breasts being on show for once, I was much more focused on keeping my horribly scarred back away from the audience of three and most importantly away from the whip