The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0424

In my mind, my wolf was rampaging, storming back and forth, smashing against the walls I used to contain it. I wanted to run. I wanted to fight. I wanted to tackle Bridget to keep her away from my mate.

“Well, look at the time. We have to go,” Nicholas said at once. He never checked his watch. Who knew what the hell time it was? Nicholas held out his hand for me. I didn’t trust myself to take it without hurting him. My hands felt like they could shift to claws at any moment.

Bridget stepped closer, and a growl erupted from the back of my throat.

“Piper? Are you alright?” she seemed genuinely concerned, and I hated that that p i s s e d me off even more.

“She’s fine,” Nicholas answered for me. “It’s just been a long day. Come on, Piper. I’ll see you back to your room.”

He gripped me by the forearm and pulled me close to his chest. My nose rested near his collarbone and I inhaled long and steady. It helped calm me.

With my face buried in his chest, he led me to the door.

“Have a good night, Bridget,” Nicholas said. His chest vibrated when he talked. I didn’t like that he had said her name, but the rumble of his voice made me purr in delight. He was so s e x y, my mate. So strong and so good, and so s ex y.

I had thought Nicholas intended to take me back to my room, so I was surprised when he turned the other way and started leading me toward the royal family wing instead. While I was lost to the touch and smell of N i ch o la s ‘s body, he led me directly into his room.

He closed the door behind us, then gently guided me to the bedroom.

“Is it the wolf?” he asked.

I hummed. It was, but it was more too. My emotions were out of control.

“She wanted to kiss you,” I said.

“For the play,” he replied.

Context mattered so little to me right now, all I could do was growl.

“Okay, okay,” he said. “I understand. Hold on.”

He slowly started to pry me away from him.

I whined and tried to hold on tighter.

like what

Immediately, he door off his jacket and ripped his shirt up and over his head. The second it hit the floor, I was right back where I had

smelled so good. He

laughed, low and deep, and I realized I’d said all that out loud. “You wouldn’t like

growl tore from my throat, this one even more dangerous

a

I was out of my head,

know, Piper. It’s okay. I know what will

“What?”

“Scenting.”

was true, he did smell too much like Bridget, and her perfume and the lavender.

“Mark me,” he said.

won’t work. You heal too quickly. My

anyway,”

I immediately latched onto the collarbone I’d

And

already healing.

was right, I did feel a bit more like myself. The mark itself healed but my scent remained. It

“Better?”

said with a sigh

into the back of my shirt.

turn.”

his hands in opposite directions, tearing my shirt clean off my

descends at once to the juncture of my neck and shoulder,

away by my shirt, and

backside and lifted. I instinctively wrapped my

around his waist.

carried me to his bed. As he gently

The only way I could think to quash it, other than what we were already doing, was to have what Bridget

“Nicholas,” I said.

his head to look at me. A bit of saliva clung to his red lips,

shine just a little.

“Kiss me,” I said.