The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0015

“Nicholas.”

I was dreaming. I must have been close to waking up to be so lucid.

I stood in my old room at the Academy. Nicholas had his back to me, his hand on the door handle. A

familiar curl of dread was growing in my stomach. A dull, physical ache rested behind my ribs.

This was the moment I had broken up with him.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

“Save it.” His voice was rough. I’d hurt him, but he didn’t want to admit it. He wouldn’t let me see.

“Nick, please –”

“Don’t call me that.” He pulled the handle and the door swung open. The light of the hall was blinding.

compared to the dimness of the room.

I had wanted to stop him. I wanted to take back everything, and bring him into my arms again.

But I couldn’t.

and the loss of my wolf had left

awaken, but I forced myself to relive the moment,

my body crumpled, just as it had that day. I’d hid my pain in

to know what I’d done,

I had cried long into the night, before I pulled myself together, left the Academy, and

looked back.

open my eyes and stared at the silk canopy above my borrowed bed. Beside me, Elva

half–pressed into the

stayed there watching her for a long time, as I pressed the memories back into

belonged.

on the door, and the two maids entered. I pulled myself out of

was the day of the candidates‘ first public appearance. We had

derfdat

final selection, but I had decided to try

was already regaining some of the weight I’d lost.

strong as those with wolves, but now I could at least last

exhausted.

gowns with faux wildflowers stitched into the skirt. Elva wanted to wear a flower crown to match, but

made

thanked the maids for their help, then, holding Elva’s hand, I led her to the parlor room where the other girls were