Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 54

Dylan POV

The beta was quick to helpto my feet as | still sucked in breath, coughing and clutching my now bruising

stomach. “Are you alright?”

*I'll live, unfortunately.” I held on to Lewis's arm for a minute as | tried to quickly regain my breath. | felt the two

people in the room stare atas | finally managed to stand to my full height, my hand still resting on my

abused tummy while a frown rested on my face.

“You're required to wear this for the event. The lady didn’t have a single care about what had just unfolded,

instead she held the outfit up. It was the sbrown potato sack material that I'd worn in the dungeon for the

last month however instead of a dress it appeared to be a long top and sstraight leg pants.

Lewis turned his back away fromrespectfully as | sighed, taking the outfit from the lady. | slipped the top on

first over my now entirely naked torso and groaned. The material was indeed the scratchy fabric | had grown

accustomed to, the bottom of the top rested on the skin between my knees and hips on my now also naked

thighs. The top was sleeveless showing both my graffiti scar and my self harmed scar, each scar rested almost

perfectly on each of my forearms. | couldn't help but also notice the large amount of finger shaped bruises that

littered my arms, swere a horrible yellow color and fading but others were deep purple

vas my

| stepped out of the heavy fabric that gown, and into the light itchy fabric that was the pants. They rested

extremely low on my hips and had a single piece of rope inside the waist band that | could pull tight enough so

they wouldn't fall down..

“Your hair is to be tied in a high ponytail, | have an elastic for you.” | sighed and without a single word began

one by one, about 5 minutes went by before my long hair cascaded down my back, once my hair was down, |

quickly scooped it into my hands and took the literal rubber band from the woman who nodded her head

satisfied with the finished result. | was dressed like the criminals sent to the palace for public execution.

to pull clips and Bobby pins out of my extravagant updo and placed them on the coffee table”

“What of my feet?” | asked aggressively as | looked at the heels that | had on not 10 minutes ago.

“Bare!” Barefoot, well it's a hot March day, so at least | won't be cold. | sighed before tucking a single loose

strand of hair behind my ear, a little wisp that was too short to reach the bulk of my ponytail. | watched as the

lady’s eyes clouded over signaling her obvious mind link, Lewis looked atand smiled nodding his head in

reassurance, I'm not sure what he was silently trying to say though, nothing was going to calm my heart rate

down at this point.

Within a second the king marched back through the doors and over to me. He lookedup and down and

nodded in satisfaction, before turning to the lady who supervisedwhile | changed. “Adequate!” He then

walked to be directly in front of my shaking form, his eyes turned hard and a grimace replaced his nonchalant

expression. “You are not my mate for the duration of this event, you are not queen and you are not special, you

are simply...” | cut him off holding my forearm up to him with a deadpan expression.

“Human scum?!” | heard a small snort from Lewis who then covered his emotion up with a cough, it wasn’t hard

to have heard him or to realize that he found my attitude somewhat amusing.

“Precisely. The library once again fell into silence however unlike before withand Lewis, this one was

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awkward, and nerve wracking. My quickening heart rate was slowly filling up the room, even I could hear it so

god knows the wolves could.

The room was completely silent as we all waited for something to happen. My mind was racing with fear, if the

king meant what he said, then | was about to feel a rather substantial amount of pain. Within a few minutes the

royal guard who had been sent away cback into the room and bowed low to the king.

“Everything is prepared, your majesty. With that four more men emerged from behind him while the king. simply

began to fix his regal uniform slightly.

“And the press?” | swallowed thickly, the daunting feeling that | was about to once again be on full display in

front of the world, cscraping overlike a tsunami.

“All accounted for. They wait in anticipation.” The king nodded and as soon as his action was complete | was

roughly grabbed and dragged to the main entrance hall of the palace.

The second | saw the palace doors, i bagan to fight slightly. I didn’t want to go out in public looking the way I do.

Everyone who thought | was strong and brave will seeand the shell I've become. | couldn’t have that.

My legs were flailing in hopes that | got away, but it was pointless, the guards grip onwas far too firm and |

knew | wasn’t getting myself out of this one. The palace doors then opened to reveal news crews and hundreds

of people of the public, gathering just to witness my misery.

The king Immediately walked to the centre of the steps while | was detained in the doorway, he held his arms up

to silence the noisy crowd, before addressing the cameras and peopl

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