Chosen By The Moon

Chosen By The Moon.

Chapter 168

Dylan POV.

1 felt my body toss and turn to try and get comfy, while my sleeping mind conjured up hallucinations of king Josh torturing me 1 couldn’t have been asleep for more than 2 hours when my own screams of pure terror woke me.

I jolted up in bed, gasping for breath while frantically looking at my unfamiliar surroundings, sweat poured from my body as I tried to regain my senses. Remembering slowly that I had managed to enter the rebellions base.

The sunlight was seeping in through the window to the RV I was in, but the confined space of it was making my heartbeat erratically faster than before, I had been locked up so much recently that I needed to feel the fresh air in order to truly feel safe, and this RV was causing a previously unknown feeling of claustrophobia to take over me.

the bed sheets and bolted to the door, throwing it open in my haste. The warm air enveloped me as I clumsily tumbled down the little steps outside and pushed my body up off the floor. Both my head and my back then quickly leaned and rested on

slightly as I fought to even my breath out. Even when I was away from him, the king was still tormenting

calm myself. I must have looked completely psychotic as I mumbled to myself over and over again that the king

I don’t

was in fact free. Every fibre of my being was anticipating king Josh finding me, and I knew that if he did manage

actually managed to bring me out of my dark thoughts as it growled loudly, the hand clutching at my chest lowered

to basic human needs. I needed nutrients, and I needed sleep, one of which I knew I wasn’t going to get. One last long breath escaped my lungs and my head

area I was

walk away, but one long straight line of a walk and I would

I was unsure about the time of day but if I hadn’t in fact been asleep for that long then breakfast