The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0558

Nicholas POV

Panic and fear waged war in my heart as I swam down into that water and saw Piper, the woman who had claimed my heart more than once, losing consciousness. Her eyes were slipping closed. She was running out of air.

Veronica was doing her best to drag Piper to the surface, but Piper was barely kicking now. She was dead weight, dragging Veronica down too.

My heart was in my throat. My stomach twisted uncomfortably. Piper looked dead. She was drowning, I was losing her.

I couldn't lose her.

Kicking downward, I reached out for Piper. I still had fresh air in my mouth from before I dived underwater, so the moment Piper was in my arms, I touched her face, tilted her head, and brought my mouth down to hers.

A kiss of life, I breathed my air into her lungs.

Relief surged through me as I felt her stir against me. She was alive.

As I ended the kiss, Veronica was still there, waiting. She reached for Piper, and, with Piper kicking again, we all pushed toward the surface.

Movement brought my attention down to the depths beneath us.

And there, I saw the shape of merfolk man with a massive fish tail, rushing toward us - toward Piper. As he came closer, I recognized him as that asshole prince from the merfolk ball. The one who had tried to make moves on Piper, and then wouldn't listen to her rejection.

This asshole had already tried to take something that didn't belong to him, and now he was trying to take Piper's life?

My inner wolf howled in raged, his anger rising in tandem with my own. My fingers curled, my claws breaking through my skin.

I exchanged only a passing glance with Veronica, who immediately understood. She took on the bulk of Piper's weight. Together, they breached the surface. Piper, thankfully, could have air of her own.

Now, she just needed someone to protect her from the danger beneath her. And I was more than fit for that task.

just as Ronan came near. Rather than grabbing her, Ronan instead found himself clasping a six foot tall pissed off

and sunk my claws straight into his

spell to breathe and speak underwater, not to help me with this fight, but because

dared to touch what was

he was to touch Piper? My

in my mind, My mate.

filled with both fury and fear. Perhaps he had thought he would have been able to get to Piper without opposition - that he could simply swoop in, murder her,

Ronan. Piper is loved and valued and would be protected

twisted and began to pull me down, deeper into the water. Was this

turned my

have the advantage here, being able to breathe underwater. In

need to swim to beat him.

I drew back my claws

The anger diffused entirely from his eyes, replaced now only with fear. If he wanted to drown me, he had to keep dragging me down, but to do so would mean his

wasn't about to

one touched what belonged

hurt

acts would not go

between us, and using the immense muscle there,

water. Sharks would

tail and fled as

pushed me upwards. I was running out of air, but my rage fueled me forward. I kicked and kicked until I breached the

the fury ebbed, was for Piper. Was she alright? Where

a fast sweep of a gaze. There was a small crowd and someone on

I could start to swim toward them, a hand came into my vision. How singularly focused I must have been

in front of my

reasonable part of my mind reminded me that a boat would be faster travel than my own