The Luna Choosing Game

Olivia’s words struck through me like a fatal blow. I didn’t deserve to be here. I knew that. Everyone

knew that.

they were nobility, all prim

But it wasn’t because I had loose morals or a child. It was simply because and proper, and I was a shadow of my former self. A wolf–less waitress, just trying to get by.

I had no right to waste the princes‘ time.

They didn’t know that I wasn’t here for romance. I had no intention of marrying any prince. I just wanted

medical care for Elva, and to find my wolf.

I couldn’t tell them that, though, so I kept it all bundled up inside of me, buried down into the deepest

part of myself.

Let them think whatever they wanted. They would anyway, no matter what I said.

Olivia sneered, smug like she’d won a victory here.

or I or anyone else could say another

of our gazes up to

first round of eliminations,” he said.

that the other girls‘ attentions had been waylaid, I noticed as I looked around that the room did feel more spacious. Even the girls who had mocked me had

from 25 to 15, yet the difference felt like

therefore we will begin preparations for the next challenge you will face. This time you will each be playing

garden party

that would entail, but I didn’t participate in any garden parties at the academy.

burst in excitement.

smiles on their faces

cleared his throat

and a selection of hors d’oeuvres. You will be judged on your outfit and hosting abilities, as well as the presentation and

knew a bit about food and how to plate it. I would

impromptu lessons.

around for Charlotte, and saw her standing in the back of the room, far away from the others. She really

succeed in this challenge. I had to, for Elva’s sake, and for that of my wolf. I didn’t want to win this choosing game, but I wanted to stay in

long as