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.

we could remove wolf

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

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face and off of

and roared. Strength returned, shooting through his body with such a strong force that I felt the power of it-radiating off of him in waves. It was enough to

once, he tore forward,

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

knew what was happening. I stumbled but didn’t fall,

and screaming and running surrounded me. Adrenaline surged inside of me, as I mostly tried to stay out of the way. Julian and Nicholas moved in sync, fast as blurs, like they

supposed, despite their differences, they would not abandon

either sc att ered or were left

their human forms. Both were covered in

their sides and looked them over for wounds. Julian seemed okay. Nicholas had many wounds

powers.

me and I slid mine into

The tears continued

were safe, but the confrontation with my wolf weighed heavily on me. I couldn’t do much more at that point than

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 left

here in Nichol a

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

anything, but I felt his concern in the tightness of his

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if I needed it. Maybe I did. Maybe I wanted to bury my way inside of him and

back, enough to look up

it,”

“Say what?” I asked.

tiny

in a landscape of carnage. Yet under the grief over the loss of my wolf, all I felt was

his chest. I clawed at his pajama shirt. I wouldn’t say what I wanted to. I’d let my body speak for

leave me. Even

I couldn’t dare to say the words