Chosen By The Moon

Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 163

Dylan POV.

So while | got on with my tasks, V and the council need to make a map of the base. That surly wasn’t too difficult

to do. | couldn't understand how one hadn't already been made.

Thank you, for showingto the medical tent. | definitely would have gotten lost.” | spoke directly to the nurse

who escortedto where my friend was, however her gaze was completely diverted from my own. She was a

very anxious person which is what | had deducted in the short tof meeting her. Her head was often bowed

low and she seemed to naturally show respect to anyone wether they deserved it or not.

“It’s my pleasure, your grace.” She glanced atslightly, still not meeting my eyes and looking away as soon

as she saw my head turn to her. “Erm...” Oh great, here cthe awkward questions. “Is it true, you've been

blessed by the moon goddess?”

What? Was this girl a wolf? No, she was far too submissive, if she was a wolf she would naturally have a strong

presence, and yet she was extremely meek. Why must | always defend myself against stupid people and their

stupid

beliefs.

“I've not been blessed by anything, | was just unlucky in the fact that the king took a liking to me. Don’t mistake

that for sDevine intervention.”

“I see, I'm sorry, | shouldn't have asked.” God this girl was annoyingly agreeable. | could probably tell her

anything and

she would believe it. “We're almost at the medical tent.”

It was insane the closer we got to the tent, the more shocked and curious | was. It was fairly evident which one

was in fact the medical tent, as large thick cords and wires ran out from underneath the canvas. They were

connected to an old electrical box. Next to the main large tent sat small RVs and other smaller tipis with beds

inside. Essentially this entire section of the base was used as a hospital wing.

Upon entering my mouth widened in shock and curiosity. My eyes darted around the entire tent at the sheer

amount of equipment present. They even had an old MRI machine used for scanning the inner body for

abnormalities. It was impressive to say the least.

“Mr Clarke is in RV-4, your grace.” | peeled my eyes away from the equipment and forced my body to leave the

impressive tent. My feet moved towards the RV labeled with the number four and | entered it alone.

The interior remindedso much of the caravan my mom and dad used to taketo before the new world

cinto effect. My eyes met the man who | had been thinking about constantly since | arrived and sighed in

relief when | saw he was ok. He had bandages wrapped tightly around his torso and arms, with pillows piled high

under his back propping him up comfortably, while an old flatscreen tv blurred out previous news.

| heard my own screams coming from it and looked at the screen as it showed Nicks house. This was the news

coverage of my mothers death.

“Turn it off!” My voice was quiet, and seeing it from an outsiders perspective wasn’t something | wanted to do.

That was the day | truly broke, and the last thing | needed was the reminder of it. The tough and cocky facade |

had put on since arriving was long gone, and | felt myself cave in wanting nothing more than both my parents to

take away my

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misery. My voice brought Ryan out of his engrossed state and he turned to faceslightly, wincing as he did so.

| didn’t think seeing it would cause so much terror to shoot through me, but | couldn't stop the slight

uncontrollable shake my body had taken on.

“Sorry...” in an instant the tv was muted but still flashing the images. “I didn’t expect you to visit so soon. |

assumed you'd be getting srest. | walked over to his bed and looked myself down on the bottom of it,

feeling the smallness of the RV around me.

“There are a few things that | need to sort out first... My sight once again met the tv only to see his grace

dragging my sobbing self out of Nicks house and into the street, | felt sick to my stomach as | watched my

mothers blood drip from my limbs. My fists clenched and | frowned fighting back the tears that threatened to

spill. “Please, just turn it off.”

“Riley, you know that it wasn’t your fault? Please tellyou know that, right?” | just nodded my head while not

being able to take my eyes off the screen. In reality it was my fault, | was solely responsible for everything, if |

had just accepted the king, then my mom would

he alive, and | could have tried to use my status to help king Josh realize that equality is possible. Instead |

fought against him at every turn, which made him impulsive and angry. Perhaps if | had have just took my fate,

then | wouldn't have been hurt so much. I'll turn it off in a minute. There's just something you need to see first.”

“I don’t want to watch it Clarke. Please, just...” he cutoff and just toldto keep watching. Little did he

know that | couldn’t peel my sight away. | couldn’t stop watching as my past self curled up helplessly at the

kings feet nothing the king has ever done towill compare to that day. I'd take a thousand lashings just to

have my mum back.

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