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.

so many others, was he able

most of the wounds had healed. All except for

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

boy I loved fighting in a shifter war. I

new, different angle. Nicholas, a prince, had been

that I knew his injury pained him. Since he hated

himself further by

get back to

I

some do take Elve from him, but she buried her nose

probably be best.” Elva could be the most stubborn girl

mind to it.

kindness and generosity were not lost on me. It wouldn’t hurt to make nice with him, for

likes you,”

in his arms. He seemed

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

what else to say, other than, “Thank you, Prince Nicholas.” I tried another

you dare,” he said

again. He couldn’t actually like being called Nick–lass? Or maybe he did. It was rather