The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0025

Holding Elva, Nicholas winced as he bent his right wrist. He had tried to hide it, and maybe would have been successful if I had been anyone other than his ex–girlfriend.

He’d told me the story himself, when we had been dating.

Nicholas had excelled for his age. His werewolf abilities were some of the strongest in the entire

kingdom, even when he’d been a child.

Because of this, when a war had broken out in the north between the Werewolf Kingdom and the Bear

People, Nicholas had been sent to the front lines. He’d only been 11 at the time.

Though his talent was immense, he lacked the years of training that other soldiers had.

He fought hard and well. He felled many foes. But his inexperience too often led him into situations he

might have otherwise known to avoid.

Once, he followed an enemy deep behind their lines, and straight into a trap.

with the sacrifices of so many others, was he able to

wounds had healed.

suppress the pain. It didn’t always bother him. But when the cold set in, or

laid awake after hearing his story, imagining an 11 year old version of the boy I loved fighting in a shifter war. I had nightmares, imagining his fear, the pain he’d felt from

angle. Nicholas, a prince, had been sent to war, Weren’t princes supposed

couldn’t let on that I

want him to hurt himself further by trying to

back to our room,” I

I

him, but she buried her nose against his

be best.” Elva could be the most

mind to it.

kindness and generosity were not

likes you,” I

his arms. He

“She’ll be

else to say, other than, “Thank you, Prince Nicholas.” I tried another smile.

dare,” he

feeling flooded through me again. He couldn’t actually like being called Nick–lass?