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.

own, until we could remove wolf from woman. But to do that, I would need to waste time.

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

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his face and off of him

force that I felt the power of it-radiating off of him in waves. It was enough to

he tore forward, giving Julian some much-needed

and less sure. Behind us, one of them scooped up Jane into their arms. I made a grab for them, but a different

had their throat in his jaws before I knew what was happening. I stumbled

to stay out of the way. Julian and Nicholas moved in sync, fast as

their differences, they would not abandon the other to

either sc att ered or were left

their human forms. Both were covered in

and looked them over for wounds. Julian seemed okay. Nicholas had many wounds but they were all rapidly healing without that dam ned collar confining

powers.

his hand for me

The tears

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

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 when I had so little

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

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

my hair. He didn’t say anything, but I felt his concern in the tightness of his arms around me,

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of him and never leave him again. But that was never in the cards for us. This moment, just like everything else between us, was only ever meant to

enough to look

it,” he

“Say what?” I asked.

tiny smile. “Don’t

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

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

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

couldn’t dare to say the