Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 0439

I moaned, and felt my cock garden to its fullest as i clutched at my queen, feeling the bond flood through me like a tidal wave.

I felt her head flop to the side slightly and I assumed she had passed out from whatever feeling we're going through her, so I held onto her body as I released her flesh, glancing at my fresh bloody mark before tilting my head back in elation.

Dylan was MINE! She wore my mark, she had accepted me, she belonged to me and only me, and now nothing, and no one could take her away from me, not even Dylan herself.

No one could deny a true mates mark, and nobody had ever wanted to. A mates marking was for eternity, it was written as fate by the moon goddess herself, and I was delighted to have finally felt the effects of one.

For a split second everything felt right, everything felt fated.

My mind swam with all the plans I had for us and a peaceful smile played on my bloodied lips.

I would now be able to break her legs, and lock her up, so she could never escape, her downfall would signal the fall of every single human on earth. I would use her body for my pleasure alone... I could force more people to watch, every single person that attempted to help get take her from me, they'd be invited to watch the show of a lifetime. Yes... I would break her down to ashes, for good this time, only to build her back up again so that she would solely dote on me, and me alon...

eyes widened. A agony filled burn took over my skin and with

only to feel my mouth fill

gasp as my grip on her eased. I felt the warmth of her

saw her hand on the hilt of an obviously silver weapon, that was buried deep within the muscular triangle of my neck, blocking the way for breath to

as pain engulfed me. My attempt of shouting my rage failed drastically as only a small strangled noise floated out, while the blood pooling inside my mouth effortlessly

knew I had caused her a lot of pain, I knew I had almost even broken her beyond recognition, but for her to go as far as to personally kill me, well that was

I never would have killed my goddess given mate, so I was

locate the tiniest bit of affection that she might have had for me, but found absolutely none. I knew in that moment that she had given Her heart to that bastard

I couldn't have her, then

hands quickly tore through her arms as I wobbled. I tried to hold myself up long enough to do at least some serious damage but my body was failing fast. The silver blade was sucking the life out of me at an alarming rate, and I slammed to the floor on my back before I even realized I was falling, I attempted to catch my

out of my body. I wheezed, tasting more and more blood

the blade as it tore through the back of my neck, and watched as she

hurt and betrayal, she had caused as