Chosen By The Moon (Dylan) novel Chapter 218

Chosen By The Moon 

Chapter 218 

“I’m sorry…” I genuinely was really sorry, this man had gone through something even worse than I had, he was upbeat, and lively, but his eyes held more pain and betrayal than his words could confess. “I can not imagine what you must be going through, right now.” He met my own orbs in shock at how sincere I was being, he must have been unfamiliar with receiving empathy, and on that note, I could definitely relate to him. “The choice to be marked… well, that is the only thing that we have a say in, it’s the only thing in our power to control, but that was completely taken from you.” 

“It’s my own fault for letting my guard down. I was starting to accept her slowly, if she had waited a few more months, I don’t think she would have had to force me.” So even this man found it difficult to deny his bond with her. 

“Never blame yourself. You are supposed to be able to let your guard down with the people you like. You shouldn’t have to fear the possibility of being attacked by the person who claims they like you. None of this, is your fault.” The entire time I was speaking to him my sight wandered over to his shoulder, my curiosity eating away at me to discover what a non consented mark bite, looked like. I doubted it would take on a slight pattern like a typical marking would. 

“If it’s spoken by you, your grace, then I will just have to believe it.” The admiration in his eyes was enough to leave me slightly shocked. I still couldn’t understand why some people thought so highly of me. I hadn’t done anything except be a human punching bag, and yet the support some people showed me was the most honorific thing I could have received. “Can I ask you a question, your grace?” I frowned, unsure whether his question would be one that I was able to answer. 

“Of course, after everything, I think the least I can do is answer a question or two.” I let a friendly smile grace my lips, as I looked at the man. He swallowed thickly and gripped his book slightly tighter in his grasp before speaking his 

query. 

“How did you do it?” I had absolutely no clue at all what he was talking about, again, he must have sensed my own unspoken inquiry. “How did you reject him, how did you deny the mate bond for so long? I mean… You escaped, you found your way here. So how did you do it? How did you stay yourself while being with him?” I had no idea what he was talking about, denying the king wasn’t difficult at all, in fact, I’d go as far as to say it was the easiest thing I had to do while residing in the palace.