The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0015

“Nicholas.”

I was dreaming. I must have been close to waking up to be so lucid.

I stood in my old room at the Academy. Nicholas had his back to me, his hand on the door handle. A

familiar curl of dread was growing in my stomach. A dull, physical ache rested behind my ribs.

This was the moment I had broken up with him.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

“Save it.” His voice was rough. I’d hurt him, but he didn’t want to admit it. He wouldn’t let me see.

“Nick, please –”

“Don’t call me that.” He pulled the handle and the door swung open. The light of the hall was blinding.

compared to the dimness of the room.

I had wanted to stop him. I wanted to take back everything, and bring him into my arms again.

But I couldn’t.

and the loss of my wolf had left me hollow

wanted to awaken, but I forced myself to relive the moment,

as it had that day. I’d hid my pain in front of

know what I’d done, and what it

I had cried long into the night, before I

looked back.

at the silk canopy above my borrowed bed. Beside me, Elva

half–pressed into the

as I pressed the memories back into

belonged.

the door, and the two maids entered. I pulled

was the day of the candidates‘ first public appearance. We had to get ready.

derfdat

but I had decided to try

some of the weight I’d lost. My ribs weren’t quite so visible anymore. Each day, I was gaining more

strong as those with wolves, but now I could at least last a full day

exhausted.

dress after my shower. Elva and I had matching light green gowns with faux wildflowers stitched into the skirt. Elva

had made for her had

then, holding Elva’s hand, I