Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 170

Dylan POV

I cried, I completely and utterly sobbed to myself as I lay on the grass. The sun blurred down on my curled and the slight breeze that was in the air, wafted over my body effortlessly.

up form

I was still wearing my bloodied clothes along with the random T–shirt I was given when I arrived, I genuinely had no idea who it belonged too, but I did know it was large and comfortable, anything that wasn’t made out of that scratchy brown material my pants were made out of, basically felt like silk.

It was a particularly beautiful day, which usually would bring a smile and joy to someone’s face instantly, but for me, just reminded me what I had been kept from while I was locked in the palace.

Now though, I was out, I had managed to get away from the king and his constant torture, still I had genuinely never felt so disconnected and so isolated from society.

it

doing with me. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I didn’t know a goddamn thing. I had no idea what Josh was doing back in my district, I didn’t know how to cope with my crumpling

all the more isolated from everyday life, and from all the people. One would usually assume that my blatant rejection of king Josh would have been enough to tell the lycans that I rejected their throne too, but no, in fact, a few people seemed to believe I was meant to rule instead of his grace. As if a pathetic human girl could ever take over from the

if nothing had. happened. I wasn’t strong enough to just get up and accept everything anymore, not when my mind was trying to block out everything I had been through in the last few months. So, yeah I may have looked completely crazy, but I didn’t care as I screamed at

I was hearing voices now as a copil method. “Get up!” However, the sound of those words a third time did make my stinging swollen eyes open

eyes in both terror and fascination. Whatever that was, made one specific thing very real, It was

“Is someone there?” I knew I wouldn’t get an answer, I knew everything I had seen or heard

going crazy.” I mumbled while I continued to cry, admittedly it was much less erratic now. I

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breathing back to normal as now the only thing

a light like that then I wouldn’t be so freaked out, but I

it a hallucination of some kind? Could I have conjured up in my crumbling mind an imaginary yet mysterious light that only ever appeared

in things like that before, but the only other logical explanation that could elucidate the situation would be that I was,