The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0040

Piper couldn’t think I was running away from her, despite that being exactly what I was doing.

I’d never let her know she had any power over me still.

If she knew, she’d likely use it against me. I continued to suspect that she was only here for nefarious

purposes

Her presence couldn’t have been a coincidence, despite what she said.

Mark caught up with me in the driveway near one of the royal family’s cars. He’d been my Beta a long time. There weren’t many things I didn’t tell him about.

Piper included.

“She’s not like how I pictured her,” Mark said now. “When you mentioned her before, I thought she might actually have cloven hoofs and a tail. A devil, for sure. But meeting her, she seems…. nice.”

“Don’t be deceived.” Like I had been.

I couldn’t let Piper get her hooks into me again. Yet even as I thought it, I could feel my dormant. attachment to her pushing against the outer edges of my heart, trying to make its way back in.

Mark seemed pensive, like he wanted to say more but held himself back.

he was also my friend and confidant. He was the only person around me anymore with whom I could talk to without having to

speak your mind,” I

been different since she’s arrived. Almost more…

I still hid my true thoughts away from

though. “No, seriously. Around her, your emotions come out more easily. You’re more present

him with a flat

sheepish “You told me to speak my

I said. “That doesn’t mean that I

yourself. Next time you are around her, watch how fast your emotions trigger, especially when dompared to when you are with literally anyone

“Ridiculous.”

be true. I wouldn’t allow

refused to fall into Piper’s trap again. She’d just

Mark wouldn’t lie to me. For him to say these things, meant he

if she was making

was a prince. I didn’t have time for frivolous entanglements like love. That wasn’t an

hid my identity to

had to do.

Mark’s reluctant help, we had dwindled down the perfect candidate for

was Lilliana. She was petite and soft–spoken. Her demeanor was

seemed a bit demure for my tastes, but then, this wasn’t

what would be best

I ignored the way that thought made my stomach

for the banquet that