Chosen By The Moon

CHAPTER 176

Dylan POV

Insomnia….

I officially must have had insomnia, heenuse yet another night had gone by with me getting zero sleep. Well, Maybe I had dored for half an hour but it sti more and more drained. The lack of sleep and the fact that the day was going to be long and tedious was making me really wish the ground could just swallow

1. up.

Still, I sighed and climbed out of the bed that was in the RV, there were already some clothes placed in the closet, so I grabbed a t– shirt that was at least two sizes too big for me and a pair of leggings that again would most likely hang off me like a sack, before making my way to the s

My scarred skin was always sensitive to the waters spray. Baths were absolutely fine, but showers, I had found that they often caused one of two main is

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By the time I was finished and halfway through getting dressed, a knock sounded on the RV door. I quickly slipped the top on and scooped my cold wet h opening the door only to see Lewis. I should give him credit where it is due, he took one look at my face and instantly knew something was up.

“Goddess, did you get any sleep?!” He was quick to climb the small steps and stand in front of me, he raised his hand to cup my cheek which I was actually starting to love him doing, however For some reason unknown to me, I flinched away preparing myself to get hit, his m

Immediately he stopped in his tracks, and looked at me completely taken aback by my response, he held both his hands up quickly and took a step bac

“I slept a bit…” I ran my hand over my eyes out of exhaustion and shook my head then looked at his worried gaze. “Don’t ask me if I’m ok…” I swallowed

The walk was quiet but it

lly wasn’t uncomfortable. Having the beta with me never was. Thank you… for coming today.” My words came out daily quiet as we approached the me to help me.

“Your grace.” The doctor instantly greeted us and bowed low to me which in turn caused my eyes to roll. I really did hate that title. When he raised hims

divider was then pulled over providing me with some privacy in the otherwise open spaced tent. Lewis took a seat on a small armchair that sut next to th

I did as the doctor asked and sat down on the bottom of the bed, waiting as he pulled an old cart of medical equipment over, my legs fell over the side a

“You had a tonsillectomy?” He enquired as he wrote up some notes on a clipboard.

“When I was 7.” I agreed with his statement quickly and he continued to check me over.

“Is there any other medical history I should be aware of? Was there? Should I tell him about the time I slit my wrist? Or maybe the time I had my tooth kn out of me? Those events weren’t made public. Instead I shook my head and sighed when he frowned. “Ok…” He quickly began to run his hands down th as if checking they were still working. When he got to my previously burnt forearms he winced, running his thumb over the hideous scarring that now lay