The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0025

Holding Elva, Nicholas winced as he bent his right wrist. He had tried to hide it, and maybe would have been successful if I had been anyone other than his ex–girlfriend.

He’d told me the story himself, when we had been dating.

Nicholas had excelled for his age. His werewolf abilities were some of the strongest in the entire

kingdom, even when he’d been a child.

Because of this, when a war had broken out in the north between the Werewolf Kingdom and the Bear

People, Nicholas had been sent to the front lines. He’d only been 11 at the time.

Though his talent was immense, he lacked the years of training that other soldiers had.

He fought hard and well. He felled many foes. But his inexperience too often led him into situations he

might have otherwise known to avoid.

Once, he followed an enemy deep behind their lines, and straight into a trap.

was he able to

the wounds had

was often able to suppress the pain. It didn’t always bother him. But when the cold set in,

awake after hearing his story, imagining an 11 year old version of the boy I loved fighting in a shifter war. I had nightmares, imagining his

angle. Nicholas, a prince, had been sent to war, Weren’t

let on that I knew his injury pained him. Since he

to hurt himself further by trying

should get back to our room,” I

I

do take Elve from him, but she

would probably be best.” Elva could be the most stubborn girl in the kingdom,

mind to it.

His kindness and generosity were not lost on me. It wouldn’t hurt to

you,” I

in his arms. He

long moment, he said, “She’ll be safe here. I will see to

Prince Nicholas.” I tried another smile. “I’ll

you dare,” he

through me again. He couldn’t actually like being called Nick–lass? Or maybe he did.