Chosen By The Moon

I was damaged, I knew that, but the last thing I wanted was Lewis to see me as completely destroyed. Every time he bought up what King Josh did to me, my stomach would painfully contract contract, even more so when I realized that he would never see me as anything other than a broken down person.

“What were you going to do? Break your alpha kings command? You and I both couldn’t do a damn thing about it, and we both know it. Look, It happened, so let’s just forget about it and move on.” His eyes welled up a bit and I frowned at his sorrow. Thinking back, the man did shout an awful lot of disagreement while the king had his way with me. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

“I should have fought harder, I should have been the one to save you!” Maybe he should have, but he didn’t, and he couldn’t. He gently moved his hand and carefully tucked my hair behind my ear, before doing his thing and cupping my cheek in his large palm, I subconsciously lean into it, feeling a small flutter of sparks run through me at his touch.

“There’s nothing either of us would do differently, because there was nothing we could do then! Let’s just leave the past where it belongs… in the past.” His gaze was scrutinizing as he refused to turn away from my orbs, I felt like he was seeing it all over again all of a sudden, and so I couldn’t hold his stare, my eyes wandered over everywhere and anywhere, but every now and again I would catch him, his eyes never faltering from my face, not once. “What is it?” I asked as he continued to stare at me for a second.

Even before he bought all this up again, Lewis always seemed to have a really far off look in his eyes lately whenever he met my gaze, almost as if I was the only thing he could focus on, I wondered why a lot of the time. Maybe he really couldn’t look at me in any other way, maybe he really did just see the damaged and scarred person I had become. “Lewis? Are you ok?”

The far off look suddenly came back to the present and he cleared his throat before turning away from me.

“I’m Sorry, you need rest, and I need to wash up… I won’t keep you any longer.” Now hold on, there’s no way he was just going to leave me after bringing everything back up to the surface, was all his kindness, just a pathetic act of pity?

“Can you really not look at me anymore without remembering that?” I asked my voice barely even a whisper as he stood in front of me, I shook my head and let my sight meet the floor as my hands began to fiddle with each other. “You can’t look at me without seeing what King Josh did to me, can you?” I felt my eyes begin to water slightly as I thought about losing one of the only people I had left in this world.

“No, it’s not that at all, Dylan…” he cut himself off as if trying to think about his next sentence. It didn’t matter what he said though, I knew the truth and so I began to walk off again, only to be stopped by him for the second time this evening. “I promise you, it really isn’t like that, honestly, I… I sometimes have to remind myself of what he did.” What did he mean he had to remind himself? Did He actually want to remember? My eyes widened drastically and they slowly met his again this time anger clouded me.

“You want to remind yourself of it?” He shook his head and growled slightly running his hand through his