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

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 mind and lastly, I hadn’t the slightest clue as to why everyone was so insistent on me being

tied to the king by anything. Not to mention that every single time I would be addressed as queen, or her grace, I would feel 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

nothing had. happened. I wasn’t strong enough to just get up and accept everything anymore, not when my mind was trying to block

method. “Get up!” However, the sound of those words a third time did make my stinging swollen eyes open slightly only

my hands as I frantically looked around wiping my eyes in both terror and fascination. Whatever that was, made

my red cheeks. “Is someone there?” I knew I wouldn’t get an answer, I knew everything I had seen or heard was only a

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

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Chapter 170

as now the only thing

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

imaginary yet mysterious light that only ever appeared when I was truly on the brink of collapse? Was

that could elucidate the situation would be that I was, in actuality, becoming unhinged. It wasn’t impossible, people who had been through even half as much as I had often ended up displaying some sort of mental problems, but was I really seeing