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

awaken, but I forced myself to relive

he was gone, my body crumpled, just as it had that

done, and

before I

looked back.

and stared at the silk canopy above my borrowed bed. Beside

into

for a long time, as I pressed the memories back into

belonged.

sounded on the door, and the two maids entered. I pulled

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

derfdat

decided to try

to eat three full meals a day again. I was already regaining some of the weight I’d lost. My ribs weren’t quite so visible anymore. Each day, I

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

exhausted.

green gowns with faux wildflowers stitched into the skirt. Elva wanted to wear

had made

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