The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0444

Despite the argument between Bridget and Nicholas, the show needed to go on, which meant Nicholas and Bridget were called back to the stage. Bridget was silenced after Nicholas’s final words, so the air between them was obviously tense. They didn’t talk at all as they returned to the stage.

For the finale, Julian was needed on stage too. This was the final showdown between his character and Nicholas’s, where Nicholas would beat him in a duel and officially claim Bridget’s character’s hand in marriage.

I knew Julian had to go, but I was still holding onto his arm. I wasn’t ready to let him go yet. We still hadn’t talked and his face was still like that of a strangers, unsmiling and stern.

Julian glanced pointedly at where I gripped his upper arm.

“I have to go now, Piper,” he said.

“We still haven’t talked,” I replied.

“Later.”

I still didn’t let go. “Do you promise?”

He huffed a harsh breath. “Why does it matter?”

He was so dismissive, it hurt a little. Why did it matter? Because I cared about him. Because he was acting strangely. Because I wanted to know if he really said those terrible things about me to Bridget.

“It matters because it matters,” I said. It really was as simple as that. To put it into further detail only made it more needlessly complicated. It mattered because Julian mattered.

He looked at me a bit longer. His eyes were so detached, he truly looked like a different person. I missed the always smirking instigator that had become my friend.

“Piper…” he said, and it seemed like he was about to say something else. Maybe he’d give an explanation. Maybe he’d finally tell me what was going on.

Instead, he sighed. “I have to go.”,

I didn’t have any other choice. I couldn’t make him look bad and hold up the play for everyone else, just because I selfishly wanted answers from Julian. So I released his arm.

He nodded, then hurried up onto the stage to finish his scene.

want to believe the things Bridget said, but with Julian

did say those things about

play went by in a rush. I felt a bit like I was in a bit of a trance, woken only when, in the final scene, Elva had her big

absolutely adorable, in her puffy dress, her ribbons springing along behind her as she lightly sk ipped across the stage. The crowd oohed and aahed, and she earned

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applause of the night.

the cheek. This time, Bridget did not push for more. Good. If she had tried, I might have run- onto the stage myself and yanked her

handle himself, but my jealous rage was still seething. My wolf was angrily pacing within me. It couldn’t wait until we had

entire cast was called to the stage for a bow. I held Elva’s hand, and we bowed together. The crowd cheered and cheered, a standing

he arrived onstage. “From the King and Queen,” he

Favoritism, once again.

tried not to let

came on. We were supposed to descend the stage by the front stairs and mingle with the crowd. Take pictures. Sign playbooks. Most

an audience,”

Requests. More like demands.

through the crowd

the room, I noticed Julian making his way

Even if I was dying, he’d still be required to speak with the King first, before he could

could

few polite hellos to guests who wished to greet me

with his elbows on the railing of the balcony. His neck was bent back, his gaze

took a spot beside him on the railing. I looked at him for a long moment. When he didn’t turn to meet my gaze, I followed his

wanted to

all the questions I

any hesitation. “Was that your only

course it wasn’t. And his answer

where he was last night, so I

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