The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0323

My wolf stepped another inch closer to me, and then, inexplicably, it stopped.

I peeked open my eyes.

It had entirely frozen, eyes on mine. It panted its breath. Its muscles tensed like it was holding itself back.

I didn’t dare hope but…

“Do you… remember me?” I asked.

It stepped back and a whimper escaped the back of its throat.

“Oh, my wolf,” I sobbed. “I’m so sorry. You are so good, fighting so hard.”

It closed its eyes and turned from me. I couldn’t see inside of its head, but I imagined it was fighting with Jane for control.

My heart broke for my wolf. How many terrible things had it been forced to do at Jane’s command? Had it resigned itself over the years? Or had it always fought back, trying and failing again and again to keep Jane from being the terrible person she was.

My wolf was good. It was as pure-hearted as they came. For it to have to fight, to hurt… or

worse…

My wolf shuffled on its feet. It was struggling. I didn’t know if it would win this fight.

“I’ll find you,” I promised. “I won’t rest until we are back together again.”

The wolf reared its head and howled, loud and crisp. The sound echoed in the empty spot in my chest. That’s where the wolf belonged.

“Then we’ll never be separated again.”

Then, at once, the wolf collapsed. Slowly, I watched as the fur disappeared into smooth skin. Before long, Jane was there and my wolf was no longer.

It had saved me and fought against Jane’s command to the point of exhaustion. When it had collapsed, it had taken Jane down with it.

They were still alive. Jane’s chest rose and fell with steady breaths.

and keep her there, a prisoner of our own, until we could remove wolf from woman. But to do

agony, I forced myself to ignore Jane and

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and off

such a strong force that I felt the power of it-radiating off

forward, giving Julian some much-needed

them scooped up Jane into their arms. I made a grab for them, but a different attacker grabbed me around the waist and yanked

his jaws before I knew what was

of the way. Julian and Nicholas moved in sync, fast as blurs, like they had never fought

they would not abandon

att ered

into their human forms. Both were covered in

wounds. Julian seemed okay. Nicholas had many wounds but they were all rapidly healing

powers.

his hand for me

The tears continued

grateful and relieved that he and Julian were safe, but the confrontation with my wolf weighed heavily on me.

stench of blood, or the mess. I only cared about his closeness and his warmth and the

here in Nichol a s’s

His pajamas were already ruined. What did it matter if my tears were added to the mix?

the tightness of his arms

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he would have held me forever if I needed it. Maybe I did. Maybe I wanted to bury my way inside of him and never

pulled back, enough to look up

say it,”

“Say what?” I asked.

a tiny smile. “Don’t

there, holding me so close, in a landscape of carnage. Yet under the grief over the loss of my

plain of his chest. I clawed at his pajama shirt. I wouldn’t say what I wanted to. I’d let my

me. Don’t leave me. Even when this is over, keep

selfish. I couldn’t dare to say