The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0168

I found Elva, Susie, and Mark at the edge of the gardens, where the fields of short grass began.

Elva was playing with Silver and Night. She crawled over Night, while Silver nosed at her stomach or

licked her face. Elva’s laughs were loud and happy, and easily pushed away any lingering sadness I held

inside of me.

At least, it did – until I noticed that Elva seemed to be talking with the wolves.

She’d done so before. It wasn’t some big revelation that she could. But she was getting better at it. Watching her, it was like she was having deeper conversations with the wolves than she was even able to out loud with me or other humans.

I moved toward where Susie and Mark were sitting together in the grass. They were leaning toward each other but not otherwise touching. I cleared my throat to signal my approach, and they both looked up at me in surprise.

Mark relaxed when he saw it was me. Susie dipped her head, a blush on her cheeks.

I didn’t call her on it. Instead I simply lowered myself into the grass beside her.

“Has Elva been playing with the wolves for a while?” I asked. It was a softball question, to lead Susie away from her embarrassment. I already knew Susie and Mark were crushing on each other, and it didn’t matter to me.

little while,” Susie said. “Elva is truly gifted. When I was her age, I could barely get wolves to trust me. These two…” Susie waved toward Silver and Night. They’ve already accepted her as one of their own.

added. “She is truly a talent. Someday she

was wonderful, and I was proud of her growing skill. But it also worried me so much that I felt sick in my

the underground organization came for my wolf. Elva was already bounds ahead of where I had

next?

protect her. No matter what I had to do, I would do it. Elva would never experience

and I sat in companionable silence watching my little girl and her wolf friends.

Elva with the nanny and sneaked away down to the ballroom. I moved slowly and carefully, not wishing to

even the servants

needed was for information to get back to Terry

who was that woman in the black dress? Why had she seemed so familiar? How

there, maybe I could work outward and unravel the

point was important, and this

me. At the time, I had thought I could trick him into telling me a secret or two.

No more

them for a reason. I needed

something had fallen from Terry’s pockets, but when I reached the section where I had been sitting, my stomach

in black had not been in my imagination. She

the nanny and sneaked away down to

even the servants.

The last thing I needed was for information to get back to Terry before I was ready for him to