Chosen Novel
CHAPTER 80

Chapter 80

It didn’t even take a minute for Stewart, the queens personal attendant, to intervene, within seconds Dylan was on the floor with blood pouring from her lips. I swallowed hard, and allowed my claws to grow only to dig them deep into the flesh on my palms. I had to stand and wait, I had to.

I was tense as I watched the girl consuming my every thought. She spat a stream of blood out and winced dramatically, that punch must have severely hurt her. She then placed her finger and thumb into her mouth and with a small tug and a groan she pulled one of her back teeth out.

She seemed shocked at first but quickly became quite calm as she threw her tooth across the room and spat again, sending the red liquid that was pooling onto her tongue splattering to the floor in a truly grotesque

manner.

Q:

“You may very well become the queen, but to me, you are nothing more than a human, you will never hold power and you will never have support. You are a worthless, stupid little girl who severely lacks respect.

If it were up to me, Josh would have you on a tighter leash than my sister has on her mate.” Her tone was venomous as she spat her words at Dylan who remained on the floor blood still pouring out of her mouth and now down her chin to her chest. The queen didn’t even acknowledge Carlos as she walked towards the main doors located directly next to me. As soon as she was close enough she turned to address me directly. “You are in charge of her are you not? See to it that she is disciplined accordingly. Make sure she knows her place.”

Upon the queens departure my claws slowly retracted and with it left the holes in my skin bleeding, naturally I was a wolf and would be completely healed by the evening however I knew I had to hide the small injuries from Dylan, who had now been picked up off the floor by Carlos.

“Fucking hell. Are you alright?” He didn’t waste a beat in pulling out his pocket square that filled the chest pocket of his regal suit and handing it to Dylan, who immediately rolled it up and placed it in the bleeding gap that was now located in her mouth.

“HmmHmm.” She hummed and nodded her head as she tried to stop the bleeding. She put pressure on the new wound by biting down hard on the rolled up cloth square and shut her eyes tight. “Did the whole tooth come out?” She asked through her clenched jaws and I ran over to where her tooth had skidded across the floor after she threw it. There it was clear as day, her now missing molar, the issue was, only the roots from her gums were visible on one side of the tooth.

I picked it up to have a good look, others may have squirmed at the sight but I just looked at it. There it was, the bottom half of the right hand side was missing. I looked at the poor girl and winced, she didn’t need

words to understand what had happened, she nodded her head before throwing it back in a groan.

“I’ll take you to the hospital wing, the remaining section will have to be pulled out.” I said as I moved closer

to her. She ran her hand through her hair in exasperation and went to speak, only the doors opened and in walked a member of the royal guard, Zackary, who was the assigned guard of Carlos, in his hands rested the

two heavy set of restraints that the rebel was required to wear.

“You go, before that gets infected.” Carlos said as he looked in pity at Dylan. “I’ll be fine.” She nodded her head and scowled at Zack who walked past her and quickly began to attach the thick chains to her friend.

We both exited the giant dance hall and began to make our way silently through the halls. Upon entering one

of the halls, she stopped in her tracks, her head met that of a portrait commissioned of the queen, she scowled and before I could fully comprehend what she was doing she growled out in anger and frustration.

With all her strength she grabbed one of the bottom corners and lifted it up causing the entire framed portrait to crash to the ground. It landed on the corner of the solid frame and instantly snapped it. Chips of it bounced off the floor as the rest of the frame hit the marble below our feet.

I’d never seen her so frustrated.