Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0213

Lewis POV.

“You can't look at me without seeing what King Josh did to me, can you?" I watched helplessly as her eyes began to water slightly at her words. I couldn’t for the life of me believe that’s what she thought. This girl in front of me, had been through so much, and the only thing I ever saw when I looked at her was a true leader.

"No, it's not that at all, Dylan..." I had to cut myself off while I quickly thought about my next sentence. I couldn’t just turn around and blurt out that she was my chosen mate? That I loved her with my entire being, that I wanted her to let me love her, I couldn’t explain that I wanted nothing more than to hold onto her until the day I died. "I promise you, it really isn't like that, honestly.” How could she not believe me, she’s been through so much, I knew that, but I thought I had at least managed to show her that I was different, I wasn’t just some lycan hell bent on human slavery. “I... I sometimes have to remind myself of what he did."

her that she unknowingly turned me on, and that I had to pace myself with her. I had to remind myself of everything she had been through so I didn’t come

up big time now. I quickly shook my head and growled slightly my hand roughly ran through my hair in exasperation, I had no clue how I could have been bungling up so badly. “Why?! Why would you want to remember the most humiliating and

because…” It was because I wanted her, I wanted her so bad, and I couldn’t have her, she wasn’t ready. “Well, with the way you’ve moved on, it’s just difficult to believe, you’re doing so well now that you’re here.” That only caused her expression to change to one that showed nothing but sorrow and demoralization, and it absolutely stung knowing I was the one

agony I felt in my chest, the pain I felt from being made to watch was unbearable, a lot more so than being rejected by my first mate. I hated seeing Dylan go through everything she did, but that day was the worst thing Josh had done to her, and I hated the fact that I was forced to witness it and not be able to do a single thing about it. I have hated myself, everyday for standing idly by and watching her go through so much, and to make matters even worse, I left her with him… I left her alone and scared with the person that abused and tortured

even though I thought at first that I was doing ok. I felt my heart rate begin to hammer

were filling up more and more as she thought about my idiotic words. Honestly, what was I supposed to say? Was I supposed to tell her that she was my

blinked her tears away quickly, I watched the walls she had built