The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0322

Julian and I ran all the way to Nichola s’s room. I knocked on the door, but there was no

answer.

“Maybe he’s asleep,” I said.

“See if it’s locked,” Julian said.

I tried the handle. The door opened at once, pushing inward. Together, Julian and I stumbled into the room. Then, I gasped.

Furniture had been shoved over. The carpet was torn to shreds, like wolf claws had sliced straight through. There were claw marks etched into the wall.

“He struggled,” Julian said, stepping into the center of the room. He paused, and turned to me. “Do you feel that?”

“Feel what?”

He lifted his head and looked around. “Magic.’

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Now that he mentioned it, now that I knew what to focus on, yes. I could feel it too, like a tingle in the back of my mind. Or my nose preparing for a sneeze.

“How could this happen?” I asked, wandering around the room. The claw marks seemed to lead toward a wall, like someone had been dragged there.

Nicholas. What have they done to you?

Then, distantly, muf fled through stone and wood, I heard a wolf howl.

I knew that wolf. I could feel it pull inside of me much like my own had.

But this one didn’t belong to me. It was Nicholas.

“Sh it,” Julian said. “He’s here. Somewhere. There has to be a passage.

bookcase.

I turned back to the wall, where a painting of a sailboat hung.

“There’s nothing there, Piper. Keep searching!”

Julian went for the

That didn’t seem right. Visually, I knew I should have been able to see the outlines of a passageway, especially if it had been recently used. But right now, my heart was pulling me

here.

it seemed to whisper. This will lead

“Piper, stop wasting time!”

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It felt sturdy, but under that was

The

was here, I was certain

way. It compelled me to lift a hand. My fingers brushed against the brushstrokes

I pressed down.

There was a click.

that, a door swung open,

widened his features. “How

know,” I

nudged me aside so he could enter the passageway first. I followed him down, down a winding stairwell. It opened up into

the cages had been burst through, iron bars bent. He snapped wildly at some men in dark

a way I had

Julian barked at

are you

“Save my

brother.”

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angry. His eyes were wild with

shifted in a blink of an eye, fully human one second, and fully wolf in the

men, pushing them away from

what I could. Julian had already turned around and tackled two more, clearing a

Nichola s’s side. He inched forward, trying

let me

a hand. Julian took care of most of the rest. The collar was an obvious

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into

my

both hands. The magic sparkled under my touch, shooting pain up arms. I gasped, but held on. If I could get him free, he would likely regain his strength. I didn’t have a wolf. I

just get

collar to touch the offender’s wrist between my hands. Then I twisted,

darted forward again, eager

I could get to his side, someone tackled me, sending

watched, my eyes widening in horror as a

My whole heart shattered.

was my wolf, a piece of me that had been so violently ripped away and given instead to my sister. Now, she was using it against

bruises from where I’d been

at me as it