Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 170

Dylan POV

| cried, | completely and utterly sobbed to myself as | 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

| was still wearing my bloodied clothes along with the random T-shirt | was given when | arrived, | genuinely had

no idea who it belonged too, but | 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 remindedwhat I had been kept from while | was locked in the palace.

Now though, | was out, | had managed to get away from the king and his constant torture, still | had genuinely

never felt so disconnected and so isolated from society.

it

| didn’t know anyone here, | didn’t know the layout of the base, | didn’t know what the so called council were

planning on doing with me. The more | thought about it, the more | realized that | didn’t know a goddamn thing. |

had no idea what Josh was doing back in my district, | didn’t know how to cope with my crumpling mind and

lastly, | hadn't the slightest clue as to why everyone was so insistent onbeing the worlds last hope.

On top of everything else that was going on in my head, | really couldn't understand why people still called me

the queen when | made damn sure | wasn't tied to the king by anything. Not to mention that every single t|

would be addressed as queen, or her grace, | would feel all the more isolated from everyday life, and from all the

people. One would usually assthat my blatant rejection of king Josh would have been enough to tell the

lycans that | rejected their throne too, but no, in fact, a few people seemed to believe | was meant to rule instead

of his grace. As if a pathetic human girl could ever take over from the lycan king.

Honestly the more | thought about my situation and the longer | stayed shouting and crying by the lake the more

| was becoming enveloped by my misery. | had no clue how | was supposed to get on with life as if nothing had.

happened. | wasn't strong enough to just get up and accept everything anymore, not when my mind was trying

to block out everything | had been through in the last few months. So, yeah | may have looked completely crazy,

but I didn’t care as | screamed at the world | was forced to live in.

“Get up.” A gentle angelic whisper sounded in my ears as | continued to drown in my sorrow. “Get up!” It got a

little bit louder but still, remained barely audible. | tried my hardest to ignore it, maybe | was hearing voices now

as a copil method. “Get up!” However, the sound of those words a third tdid make my stinging swollen eyes

open slightly only to be met by a huge bright light causingto gasp in shock and shield my eyes, only for it to

have vanished again before | could even speculate what it was.

| sniffled and sat up slightly leaning on my hands as | frantically looked around wiping my eyes in both terror and

fascination. Whatever that was, made one specific thing very real, It was official... | was obviously loosing my

mind.

“Hello?!” | called out slightly as tear stains dripped down from my now puffy eyes and rested on my red cheeks.

“Is someone there?” | knew | wouldn't get an answer, | knew everything | had seen or heard was only a

manifestation of my mind, still | asked, in the hope that someone would in fact reply. Instead | just sighed and

placed my elbows on my knees, and rested my head in my hands.

“I really am going crazy.” | mumbled while | continued to cry, admittedly it was much less erratic now. | even

managed

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to get my breathing back to normal as now the only thing occupying my thoughts was that voice.

If it was the first t| had seen a light like that then | wouldn't be so freaked out, but | had in fact seen it a few

times before, and | had no clue why.

What was it exactly? Was it a hallucination of skind? Could | have conjured up in my crumbling mind an

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

subconsciously my way of coping with the fact that no matter what happened, | would always be alone.

Maybe it was a ghost? | mean 5 years ago no one ever even thought lycan’s existed so maybe ghosts were a

part of reality also? | had never really believed in things like that before, but the only other logical explanation

that could elucidate the situation would be that | was, in actuality, becoming unhinged. It wasn’t impossible,

people who had been through even half as much as | had often ended up displaying ssort of mental

problems, but was I really seeing things that weren't there?

I swallowed and looked up to the sky feeling the suns rays create a warm blanket of sunlight on my face. |

basked in it, salvaging the only moment of peace and serenity | had actually felt in months. Only then did |

notice that the moon could also faintly be seen in the sky.

After everything that had happened | felt hatred rise inside me, as | looked at the ever changing sphere that sat

so delicately in the sky. Wether a moon goddess truly existed or not, didn’t matter, because it was indisputable

that it was the actual moon that at least helped to create the Lycan issue in the first place. Whenever it’s full

body could be seen, Lycans were at their peak strength, so naturally if we were to rise up against his grace, then

we would need to make sure that the moon was nowhere near full in the night sky.

Believe it or not,and my dad used to love the moon. | even insisted on getting a telescope for Christmas

when | was ten years old. We'd spend hours just staring up at the night sky fantasizing about the powers the

moon processed, and laughing at each other werewolf impressions whenever the moon was full... It was quite

cruel actually as it turns out Lycan genuinely did exist.

| sighed unsure about we're my life was taking me, as | looked at the lake in front of me. The water rippled ever

so slightly with the breeze and created an instant calm feeling to flow through me. Without thinking too much

about it | just walked over to the bank and sat down slipping my bare feet gently into the enticing water. |

splashed a little, relishing in the only peace and quiet | had experienced in a long time.

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I was actually finding my alone tenjoyable, and | was going to savor every single moment while | could.