Chosen By The Moon (Dylan) novel Chapter 362

Now for some reason, all it seemed to take was one simple shot of what was essentially an epipen, for my eyes to widen and a shout of pure agony to ripple through me. Oh... I was being transferred by gurney as I saw the lights of the ceiling zoom past me and instantly squinted my eyes again.

My arms and legs began to thrash in the hopes that it would help my pain subside, but it was futile. My entire body was shutting down, and every limb felt as if it was engulfed in a flame that was impossible to put out, no matter how much I attempted it.

"Shit!" I heard a whisper, while I could still hear that bitch wailing behind me. If I had it my way, our situations would be completely reversed. "I'm going to put him under while we attempt to combat this bleeding. It'll be a miracle if he survives the night." My ears picked up the faint voice of the man, and another sharp pinch took over me, this time on my upper left arm, my body tried to fight the sleep inducing drug, but eventually I succumbed to it.

I was awoken the next day by a loud, consistent beeping that bought me out of my slumber. I moved, or at least I attempted to, but my body felt as heavy as cast iron... it was almost impossible to even wiggle a finger without feeling a strenuous ache in every single muscle my body possessed. I groaned and attempted to open my eyes, only to close them again a second later at the brightness of the light above me.

What the fuck had she done this time?!

"Baby?... Oh thank the goddess." Before I could even open my eyes fully, Lorellia was at my side, stroking my head as I frowned at her. "I really thought I'd lost you for a minute. I don't know what i would have done with myself."

"But, you didn't die, which means that you did eventually accept me and our child, how could I feel anything but elated." Is that why I was still alive? Because I had subconsciously accepted her as my mate. Maybe I did give my permission. She quickly lifted her legs up on the bed I was lying on and began to cuddle up to my tired body, tears pricked at my eyes at my situation and I sighed when I felt her stomach kick into ever so slightly. "See, even our boy knows that daddy's ok." Every single time the bitch called me by my parental title I felt myself get sick to my stomach.

"Actually, the fact that he is alive means, his body is readying itself for transforming, into an unnatural Lycan." The doctor quickly walked in holding a tablet which most likely had my medical records on it. Hang on... did he just say Lycan?