Chosen By The Moon (Dylan) novel Chapter 217

Dylan POV

Without even missing a beat, I bolted to the RV door and threw it open, only to be met by John who had a slightly elevated look to him. He huffed slightly as if he had ran over here from god knows where, and he looked at me before delivering his news.

"That man, the one who was forcibly marked... He's awake." Now I was curious. We were told from day one that a forced mark was a death sentence, and yet this man had survived it...

"Lead the way!"!

I needed to see this man in order to understand what had happened. He logically shouldn't have survived, especially with the amount of blood he lost, but he had, he was alive and so it was imperative for me to speak to him. I guess I felt like it was partly my fault that he had even been marked without permission in the first place. If king Josh hadn't have announced that his intention was to do the same thing to me, then nobody else would have even had the gall to try it.

I walked with John to the medical tent in silence, the day was still calm and the sun was still blurring. I was already exhausted, however I couldn’t deny that I was happy, everything that had happened with Lewis was still playing on my mind and every time his lips on mine popped into my head, I smiled and blushed at the same time.

My thoughts were indeed cut off however as we finally got to the tent.

“Do you mind if I go and see him alone, I just really need to…” John nodded his head and smirked. He didn’t mind at all, I guess he must have understood my thought process.