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.

prisoner of our own, until we could remove wolf from woman. But to do that, I would

a cry of agony, I forced myself to ignore Jane and my wolf, and

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his face and off

Strength returned, shooting through his body with such a strong force that I felt the power of it-radiating off of him

he tore forward, giving Julian some much-needed

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

before I knew what was happening. I

as I mostly tried to stay out of the way. Julian and Nicholas moved in sync, fast as blurs, like they had

they would not abandon

long, the excitement ended. The attackers had either sc att

shifted back into their

their sides and looked them over for wounds. Julian seemed okay. Nicholas had many wounds but they were all rapidly

powers.

out his hand for me and I slid

The tears continued

but the confrontation with my wolf

pulled me into his arms. I didn’t care about the stench of blood, or the mess. I only cared about his closeness and his warmth and the strength he was offering me

would have never left me. I would be here in Nichol a s’s arms as a full person, and not the husk of

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

his fingers through my hair. He didn’t say anything, but I felt his concern in the tightness of

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if I needed it. Maybe I did. Maybe I wanted to bury my way inside of him and never leave him again. But that was

back, enough to look up at

say it,”

“Say what?” I asked.

tiny smile. “Don’t say

a nightmare standing there, holding me so close, in a landscape of carnage. Yet under the grief over the loss of my wolf, all I felt was affection for him and appreciation for what he’d

his chest. I clawed at his pajama shirt. I wouldn’t say what I

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

dare to