Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0215

Dylan POV.

"Goddess give me strength..." I heard him mutter which hurt more than anything. I was beyond annoyed at him, I couldn't figure out why he had been so amazing to me, and yet all of a sudden, he wanted to see me suffer again. It really was true, all werewolves were the exact same, sadistic and narcissistic.

At least that's what I was thinking to myself, right up until Lewis gently grabbed my shoulders and met my eyes, he sighed before gently yet firmly pushing his lips against mine and connecting them.

Disbelief clouded me as I stood there standing as still as a statue, my eyes wide and my breath hitched. I just stood there, I couldn't quite comprehend what Lewis had actually done but damn, did it feel incredible. I've only ever kissed two people before, the kiss I shared with Nick was our first ever kiss, so it was sloppy and awkward, and the one time I kissed king josh willingly, was to stop him from sexually assaulting me, every other one of his kisses were always forced and rough. Kissing Lewis however, was euphoric. It was gentle and sincere, he didn't force me to do anything, he never had.

eyes in shock. He then pushed me off him and took a step back wards, his hand quickly

on my mouth as I looked at him, I wanted to do it again, i wanted to wrap my arms around his neck, and I wanted to hold him tighter than I had ever done, I wanted to feel him hug

but he didn't touch me again. He took a step back and

disgusted by me. I was a far cry from being considered pretty, I always had bags under my eyes recently, I was most definitely suffering from post traumatic stress disorder, I was thinner than a skeleton and to add the cherry on top, I

don't walk away now. He could yell at me or even call me disgusting if he wanted to, but I wouldn't cope if he just walked away from

from me. Was it not good? Was he playing a game. "I'm so so sorry, I just... What Josh did to you... and then I decided to just... I'm really sorry." He shook his head one last time before turning around. The man really was going to just run

mean it? What you said before... did you mean it?" I think my question sort of caught him off guard as he stared at me with slightly wider eyes then he previously had. "I won't hold you to anything you did or said, and I don't know why you want to remind yourself of everything, but I do know that I trust you, I trust you more than anyone, and I know you would never intentionally hurt me. So if you want to remember things, then I'm sure you have a reason for..." I was going to say i understood him, and that he