The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0305

“It’s not a fault to be dependable,” I said.

“It is if it makes you immovable. You have to be more willing to be wrong.”

I closed my mouth and glared at him. As usual, my sharp looks seemed to bounce right off of him without taking hold.

“Come on,” Julian began walking. He didn’t look back, expecting me to fall in line behind. him. Damn him, I needed to, for Piper’s sake, so I did. “We can’t keep our dear uncle waiting.”

Together, Julian and I walked out of the palace and toward the guard barracks. In the basement beneath their facility was a type of prison. Julian jokingly called it, ‘the dungeon,‘ though that title wasn’t far from the truth.

It had been built long ago and though lighting and plumbing had been added later, it still maintained a certain level of castle dungeon aesthetic: thick stone walls, iron bars, chains on the walls. The interrogation rooms were once torture rooms, though no torture took place

now.

At least, none that I was privy to know about. I had suspicions though.

was kept in a special cell at the end of the long, narrow hall. His cell was dimly lit, with only a bulb light on the ceiling

like this. I’d never seen

came to visit me,” Terry said, distain dripping from

wore off Julian

said.

who was sitting on the floor, dropped his head back against the wall. “Jane went for her head, did she?

Her. Off,” I said now, adding an Alpha threat into my

glanced at me incredulously, and then laughed – loud and hard and

hell is so funny?” Julian asked sharply. He was losing his patience too,

of you are, thinking I have any say over what Jane does.” Terry’s laugh ebbed, though the mockery remained in the patronizing lilt of his tone. “She is higher up in the underground organization than I am, you blubbering fools. She was

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freeze, the words slicing through me. Jane is…? How could that be?

I supposed it made sense. Per the letter welcoming Terry to the underground, his admittance had been rather recent. More recent than Jane, from what Piper

with a wayward crowd at a young