The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0590

Bridget blanched. "What did you call me?"

Ronan clutched at his head as he forced himself upward into a sitting position. "Beloved?"

"You hit your head too hard there, merfolk creep," Bridget said.

Ronan's eyes grew wide. "How can you say that, Bridget? After everything we've shared?"

"Shared? I don't even know you!" Bridget snapped. "I don't know who you think I am but you've got the wrong idea."

"But, Bridget -" Ronan began once more.

Bridget looked straight at Nicholas. "This guy must be a stalker."

Given Bridget's fame, it was possible, I supposed, that Ronan had some kind of delusion that Bridget and he were in love and that he had to prove something. But Julian's digging showed that Ronan and Bridget did know each other for real. They had even been something like friends. Cóntént from Nóveldráma.org

I glanced around, curious who else might be buying this act. No one seemed truly convinced. Nicholas held me around the waist with one arm, while he openly glared at Bridget.

The guard stood close to Ronan, ready to move in at a moment's notice.

Veronica gave Bridget a flat look.

"Whatever you think about me," Bridget said, "you can't think that I'd actually want someone this pathetic."

Ronan's face crumpled, stricken. "This can't be real. You said

"I didn't say anything to you." Bridget said quickly, cutting her off.

"Let the man finish," Nicholas said.

Ronan looked back at Nicholas. His face was crinkled with upset. Bridget, it seemed, was absolutely ripping his heart out. If he hadn't just almost killed me, I might have felt bad for him. As it was, I couldn't care less about his heartbreak. I just wanted the truth.

something - perhaps the precarious position he was in. He was trapped. There would be no escape for him from the consequences of

knowledge encourage him to tell the truth? Or would he

told me that for us to be together, she needed Piper out

She stepped closer

you are acting like we don't even know each other? What is wrong with you, Bridget? Have you

"We made no vows!"

to rouse the rest of the household. Selma herself peeked through one of

the sight with wide eyes. "I will get the ambassador!" he called as he rushed toward the

head. He didn't seem like he was going to say

suspicions that

quickly, with Ambassador Zale and five merfolk guards

Ronan under the arms and forcibly

our security line," Ambassador Zale said, speaking to Nathan as he drew closer. "We were on full alert

He kept his hand on the small of my back, even as he tumed toward

this," Bridget snapped. Her perfect

suspicion, then back

believe so,"

"Nicholas!"

for comfort. All of this was making me feel so exposed. If Veronica hadn't joined me out here... if she hadn't heard me and dropped that vase on Ronan's head, I could

realized I didn't know where Elva was. I glanced up at Nicholas with fear in my

"Elva?"

softly. "She found me and Julian

exhaled deeply. Good. She

captured, I can assure you that he will never bother you or yours again, Prince Nicholas." He side-eyed Bridget. "Would you prefer we

or lost here. It was one matter to let the merfolk handle one of their own kind, but to give them Bridget was an entirely different matter. That Bridget was a werewolf was reason enough. That she was an ultra-famous superstar only

had to handle their own, or they would lose faith on the global stage. I didn't

care

leave then.

hear that,