Lewis POV.
“You can't look at me without seeing what King Josh did to me, can you?" I watched helplessly as her eyes began to water slightly at her words. I couldn’t for the life of me believe that’s what she thought. This girl in front of me, had been through so much, and the only thing I ever saw when I looked at her was a true leader.
"No, it's not that at all, Dylan..." I had to cut myself off while I quickly thought about my next sentence. I couldn’t just turn around and blurt out that she was my chosen mate? That I loved her with my entire being, that I wanted her to let me love her, I couldn’t explain that I wanted nothing more than to hold onto her until the day I died. "I promise you, it really isn't like that, honestly.” How could she not believe me, she’s been through so much, I knew that, but I thought I had at least managed to show her that I was different, I wasn’t just some lycan hell bent on human slavery. “I... I sometimes have to remind myself of what he did."
I was actually quite proud of my answer at first, I made it very clear that I thought she was beautiful, I told her that she unknowingly turned me on, and that I had to pace myself with her. I had to remind myself of everything she had been through so I didn’t come on too strong. So that I didn’t chase her away. I would never force myself onto her no matter how badly I wanted her, I could never do that after everything she has taken on.
"You want to remind yourself of it?" Oh shit… maybe I wasn’t so clear. I watched helplessly as anger clouded her beautiful features, I’d fucked up big time now. I quickly shook my head and growled slightly my hand roughly ran through my hair in exasperation, I had no clue how I could have been bungling up so badly. “Why?! Why would you want to remember the most humiliating and soul destroying moment of my life?"
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