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 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 the RV wall, as my hand came up to clench the fabric of the T- shirt

panic cased ever so slightly as I fought to even my breath out. Even when I was away from him, the

just breathing and trembling I managed to just about calm myself. I must have looked completely psychotic as I mumbled to myself over and over again that the king in fact was not there, and

I don’t

in fact free. Every fibre of my being was anticipating king Josh finding me, and

bring me out of my dark thoughts as it growled loudly, the hand clutching at my chest lowered instantly to my stomach dragging

had a lot of catching up to do in regards to basic human needs. I needed nutrients, and I needed sleep, one of which I

area I was

It was a fair walk away, but one long straight line of a walk and I would be

was and slowly began to make my way to it. I was unsure about the time of day but if I hadn’t in fact been