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.

is the way, it seemed to whisper. This will lead you to

“Piper, stop wasting time!”

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hand and put it to the wall. It felt sturdy, but under that was the

The

I was certain

and let the pull of my heart lead the way. It compelled

I pressed down.

There was a click.

door swung open,

side. Disbelief widened his features. “How did

know,” I said

could enter the passageway first. I

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

somehow, in a way I had never

barked at me. “Remove that

are you

“Save my

brother.”

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His eyes were wild with it. His hands shook, tremoring with

of an eye, fully human one second,

barreled forward. He tackled into two of the men, pushing them away from his brother and sending them into the wall. They hit it with an oof, and landed

well, dodging what I could. Julian had already turned around and tackled two

Nichola s’s side. He inched

me

growled at anyone who came to close. He snapped at an arm, a hand. Julian took care of most of the rest. The collar was an obvious

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into

my

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 couldn’t save us from this. But he

just get him

back. I released the collar to touch the offender’s wrist between my hands. Then I

eager to return

his side, someone tackled me, sending me sliding along the ground. No,

eyes widening in horror

My whole heart shattered.

piece of me that had been so violently ripped away and given instead

hurt. My heart, my soul, the growing bruises from where I’d been shoved to the

me as