Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 290

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Chapter 290

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Oh yeah, Tycam, mated humant, we all do the same. He stated widening his eyes so comically that he drew out

a chole of my own.

As we both stood still, waiting for the inevitable arrival of the pack doctor, One of Lewis's large arms gently

wrapped around my upper back and shoulders, and it effortlessly pulledinto a large embrace. | closed my

eyes while | relished in it. His heartbeat was firm and steady, which in turn calmeddown Immensely.

“Why are you so damn perfect? | asked suddenly, drawing his attention away from the moon and the stars. His

eyes glistened with joy as my word sunk in.

“I could quite easily say that of you.” He countered chuckling slightly as he thought about it. My face must have

scrunched up at his words because he chuckled even more, squeezinga little firmer for a split second before

simply holdingagain.

My tired head rested on his shoulder, and a stressed out huff left my lips. | was tired of fighting with everything |

had, and | was tired of sacrificing so much of myself and having nothing to show for it.

The silence was deafening, both of us were just reveling in each other's presence, it wasn’t awkward in the

slightest but, if | didn’t initiate conversation then | would have fallen asleep where we stood.

“Tellabout lliana!” | finally plucked up the courage to ask about his previous mate. | wasn’t oblivious to his

and Oliver's argument the other day. The girl had obviously passed away, and by the way they were talking. |

would say she was murdered. | could help but think that if she hadn't have died, then | wouldn't be here right

now, with Lewis holdingin his arms.

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“lliana?” | felt him go ridged at the very sound of her name. His fingers dug into my skin ever so slightly, and |

realized | may have overstepped a boundary.

“Yeah, | just thought maybe you wanted to talk about it. Oliver said You attacked the old king? Was it because of

her death? | asked slowly stepping out of his embrace so that | could face him head on. “I'm not an idiot, | know

you must have done something to becthe kings beta.”

“I'm not proud of my actions, Dylan. What I did is unforgivable.” My chest tightened as | glanced at the man in

front of me. All of a sudden he looked vulnerable, and | wanted nothing more than to figure out

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