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.

a newborn baby waiting for me, and the loss of my wolf had

wanted to awaken, but I forced myself to relive

was gone, my body crumpled, just as it had that day. I’d hid

know what I’d done,

the night, before I pulled myself together, left the

looked back.

blinked open my eyes and stared at the silk canopy above my borrowed

half–pressed into

time, as I pressed the memories back into the past

belonged.

sounded on the door, and the two maids

public appearance. We had to get

derfdat

but I had decided to try to stay as long as I

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

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

exhausted.

after my shower. Elva and I had matching light green gowns with faux wildflowers stitched into the skirt. Elva wanted to wear a flower crown to match, but unfortunately,

had made for

help, then, holding Elva’s hand, I led her to the parlor room where the