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.

others, was he able to

had healed. All except for

the pain. It didn’t always bother him. But when the cold

many nights I had laid 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

prince, had been sent to war, Weren’t princes

let on that I knew his injury pained

to hurt himself further by trying to hide

to our room,” I

I

him, but she buried her

probably be best.” Elva could be the most stubborn

mind to it.

to my room, I tried to smile at Nicholas. His kindness and generosity were not lost on me. It wouldn’t hurt to make nice with him, for Elva’s sake if

likes you,”

back. The girl had fallen asleep in his arms. He seemed

said, “She’ll be safe here. I will

say, other than, “Thank you, Prince Nicholas.” I tried another smile. “I’ll try to teach her how to pronounce

dare,” he said

familiar fond feeling flooded through me again. He couldn’t actually like being called Nick–lass? Or maybe he did. It was