Chosen By The Moon

This Chapter contains strong scenes of self harm. Please read at your own risk.

Dylan POV

I didn’t have it in me to fight back, so I just let him carry me, my naked body flopped over his biceps as he began walking indoors..

Servants and maids scurried passed us many times, non of them even daring to look at me or the king. He made his way up every single flight of stairs while carrying me effortlessly, until finally coming to our rooms. I could feel his gaze on me but I refused to meet it, my head remained facing away from him.

“I require you to stay in my room tonight. Sharing a bed will help the bond grow between us.” So much for having an adjustment period. He placed a gentle kiss on top of my head before walking into his room. He carried me through it and to his bathroom where he on the toilet. “We’ll need to hose you off before bed though, I can’t have your staining my sheets now can I?n’t answer, I didn’t even acknowledge that I had heard him. He sighed heavily before walking away to run a bath.

I wondered how my mom was coping alone. I had always been the person to protect both her and Freddie from any trouble. I always took both their punishments myself, so they didn’t have to. I promised my dad I’d be there, I promised him I would protect them both. Turns out I couldn’t even do that. I was a failure.

I hadn’t noticed the king lifting me again until my body was engulfed in warm soapy water, my back instantly stung and a wince of pain made its way on to my face.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“Shh, I know it hurts, and I am sorry, I may have gotten a little carried away, but I think you secretly liked it rough didn’t you.” He chuckled as he picked a loafer up from the side. He gently began to wipe my back, catching the large scratch and puncture marks he had previously made. All the while I just stared straight ahead of me and bunched my knees up to my chest, my arms wrapped around them like a safety blanket. I wanted to be left alone, I wished the world would just suck me up.

“You’ve gone awfully quiet, my queen.” I barely moved a muscle as he continued to clean me off. “You must be exhausted, you have had a rather busy day, and the maids informed me you didn’t sleep in your bed last night.” Again I didn’t answer, my mind was screaming at me to run, to get away from this sadistic man, but my body was too weak. I was too sore and I couldn’t bring myself to even look him in the eye after what he did.

“The silent treatment won’t do you any good… again, I made no acknowledgement of him whatsoever. “What are you thinking about?” His tone was beginning to get hard, you could clearly see him progressively getting annoyed with me. When I didn’t answer him again he growled and grabbed my shoulders, forcibly turning my body painfully to face him. “ANSWER ME!” The loudness of his voice caused me to curl into myself more, and my head lowered. Before I could even think he had raised his hand in a fist. I tensed quickly and braced myself for impact, but instead his fist came down on the side of the bath and the ceramic smashed causing some of the water to leave the bath tub and crash onto the floor like a tidal wave. “FINE!”

With that he stormed out of the bathroom and left me sitting in the now bloody water. I let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding, and loosened up slightly. Before I knew it my eyes were streaming water down my cheeks, my hand slapped over my nose and mouth to keep my noise down, I must have been there for a good 5-10 minutes just crying to myself, I could have stayed there for ever but my peace was cut short.

“Miss Riley!” I heard a panicked voice fleat into the bathroom before Beta Lewis charged into the room, his shoes splashed in the puddle of water, as he looked down at the color. My head shot up instantly and I tightened my arms around my legs to keep my dignity, although at this point that was long gone. “Miss Riley!” He ran to the little closet and grabbed a large fluffy towel then walked over to me hurriedly.