The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 15

“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.

had a newborn baby waiting for me, and the loss of my wolf had

forced myself to

body crumpled, just as it had that day. I’d hid my pain in front

him to know what I’d done, and what it

had cried long into the night, before I pulled myself together,

looked back.

eyes and stared at the silk canopy above my borrowed bed.

half–pressed into

time, as I pressed the memories back into

belonged.

sounded on the door, and the two

appearance. We had to get ready. Everything had

derfdat

I had decided to try to stay

was nice to eat three full meals a day again. I was already regaining some of the weight I’d lost. My ribs weren’t quite so visible anymore. Each day, I

wolves, but now

exhausted.

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

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