The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0232

“Get away from her!” Nicholas shouted, his voice raw and rough in his half–shifted state. He gripped Jane with his claw–shaped hands and threw her behind him. Julian ducked as she flew by. She smashed onto the cage along the opposite wall and fell down to the ground.

Nicholas immediately stepped into the space she vacated. He lifted his hand to my neck and gently prodded at my skin. He was tender, even before his hands returned to human–shaped.

“Am I hurt?” I was in shock. I genuinely didn’t know.

“A scratch,” he replied with a small grow. “But it didn’t break the skin.”

I nodded, understanding that was good, even as my body was turning cold all over.

“We have to go, Nick,” Julian said quickly as he came to our side. He glanced me over from head to toe, before his gaze settled on my neck. He narrowed his eyes. “She did that to you?”

Nicholas wrapped one arm protectively around my waist. With the other, he shoved Julian toward the

tunnels.

“We have to go, remember?” Nicholas said.

Together, the three of us escaped into the darkness. We walked as quickly as we could go without stumbling. Julian held the flashlight far in front of us so we could see our exit.

When we pushed through the other side, the guards stiffened. They didn’t relax even as it became clear

it was us.

“We need to

the waiting guard. Call the bricklayer. I want

nails first. We’ll seal it

sir!” the guard said. He turned and sprinted from the small

against it, trying to compose myself. I

seen and heard

of my heart felt irreparable, like a broken windshield too

together.

uncle is deeper in this than we previously suspected,” Julian said.

legs with obvious distain. “As is

anything but he

to do more than that.

truly goes. Is Mom involved? Is Dad?” Julian continued.

effort to stop the organization,” Nicholas said.

a front. Maybe that’s why they put me in charge of the investigation. Let the screw–up busy himself for

I couldn’t truly find my voice, but I didn’t like him speaking of

cast me a

said. “Because if they are, we are in way

argument is wishful thinking?” Julian

shrugged. “Until we find some proof