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.

waiting for me, and the loss of my wolf had left me hollow

wanted to awaken, but I forced myself to relive the moment, watching

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

to know what I’d done, and

long into the night, before I

looked back.

at the silk canopy

into the

time, as

belonged.

the two maids entered.

the day of the candidates‘ first public appearance. We had to get ready. Everything

derfdat

but I had decided to try to stay as long

meals a day again. I was already regaining some of the weight I’d lost. My ribs weren’t quite so visible

never be as strong as those with wolves, but now I could

exhausted.

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

had made for her

their help, then, holding Elva’s hand, I