Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 25
Dylan POV,
1 coughed and tried to stand but my legs were like jelly, my chest ached as I tried to get more oxygen in my lungs and
I
my hand carefully wrapped around my sore neck, trying to soothe it.
A little more than a minute went by before the door to the room was opened again and Beta Lewis walked in, he didn’t comment
once on what happened he just walked over to me and held his hand out for me to take. I hesitantly gripped his hand and used
his strength to help me up, I almost fell down again instantly but Lewis held me up gently.
“Are you ok?” He asked quietly as his finger ever so slightly touched my neck. I nodded my head and averted my heavy eyes
away from him as he held half of my weight. “Come on.” He whispered, “let’s get you back to your room.”
We walked a little before I finally said something he wasn’t expecting. Thank you.” My voice was strained from the pressure my
neck endur it I managed to talk. He looked a little stunned but I did have to thank him. “Thank you for persuading the kin

me my own room.” He smiled as he helped me up the stairs, half my weight was on him
as he half carried me up
“I just wish I could do more.” He said, honesty laced in every word. “The king isn’t the nicest man. I’m not even sure if he is
capable of loving anyone, including his mate. You have a very hard life ahead of you.”
Once we made it to my room he sat me on my bed, and got me a small cup of water, which I eagerly accepted. “Try and get
some sleep, you will be getting presented to the entire world later, and you kinda look like crap.” He chuckled causing me to
smile,
Ok so maybe I will have a ally here, Lewis is a ok man, and I need all the help I can get. Now I just need to figure out how I’m
going to survive in this place.
He lowered his head slightly bowing before leaving me to my thoughts. I climbed out of my destroyed green dress and curled up
on the soft mattress in just my panties, we didn’t wear bras anymore you see, it wasn’t part of the humans

uniform. Not that I have a uniform anymore.
I wanted to sleep so badly but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Every time I closed my eyes I remembered where I was, and
what could happen to me if I so much as shut off for a second.

A few hours went by and I just lay there, staring up at the ceiling. I fidgeted a lot. My lack of sleep causing my body to move to
get comfortable, but my mind was too active. Eventually the staff appointed to me, walked in. They came to get me ready and I
didn’t fight them, I was too tired, and it was inevitable anyway, so I simply let them do whatever
the wanted.
The dress I was placed in had a similar silhouette to the last one. It was a navy blue color and this time had long sleeves, the
fabric also covered my neck making me think the king had bruised it badly. It’s funny how my school wanted me to parade my
scar around while the royal family want to conceal it for as long as possible.
Next was my make up, they roughly wiped the makeup from before off my face and covered it with a fresh design. Once I was
done they guided me to the floor length mirror.
1 looked awful.
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Chapter 25
My eyes were red and very bloodshot from being strangled. Severe bruising could be seen just poking out the top of my high
neck dress. The bruises on my face from yesterday were covered with makeup but you could definitely tell there was swelling
there, and everything about my face and body screamed physical and mental exhaustion.
“You look beautiful, your grace.” I didn’t say a word I simply nodded when a knock was heard. My personal escort then entered
the room to collect me. I nodded to him and began walking. Despite the queens warning I still slipped my old shoes on instead of
the heels, before wandering out of the room.