The Luna Choosing Game

Julian showed up with the nanny early the next morning. Fortunately I was an early riser and had just

finished changing into my day clothes.

He held out a spare cup of coffee. “You ready? We have to be quick to get out of here before anyone

notices.

çast him a doubtful look. “Before anyone notices?“”

His smirk came too easily, like he always had one ready. “Did you want the cameras to follow us?”

I didn’t, but, “Isn’t that just part of the game?”

“No wonder you always got along so well with Nicholas. He sticks to the rules, too. Don’t you find that

boring? Where’s your sense of adventure?”

He watched me with a piercing gaze, almost like he could see straight into me, down into the secret

parts I tried to hide.

“Piper, when was the last time you let yourself live a little? I mean, really cut loose and let go?”

I didn’t have an answer. It certainly had not been in the past three years where breaking the rules had

or sickness. I hadn’t had the money

everyday was a struggle for survival, the desire for anything beyond food,

that I

was so convincing. Trust me for a good time,

hadn’t forgotten Nicholas’s warnings. Julian was a playboy. But I wasn’t eloping with him. We

going on

on the wild side, Piper,” he

sleeping. The nanny settled

back at Julian and the

I said, and

led me down the servants‘ passages, routes rarely covered by the guard. His Beta, Brian, played ance for us once or twice, stopping

He didn’t even need orders to catch

the hallways ahead

massive garage, I was amazed by the vast collection of

didn’t know much about them, but they were beautiful and shiny. Mostly

have been incredibly

me to a sleek red convertible with

leather upholstery. When Julian turned over the engine, it

just in time, because in the next moment, Julian was flooring it. The

in 3 seconds. The tires screeched on the garage

on

through the door Brian had shoved open and outside. We

gravel as we made