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.

I or anyone else could say another word, Nathan tapped onto his

up to the lifted platform.

again, on surviving the first round of eliminations,”

did feel more spacious. Even the girls who had

15, yet the difference felt

will begin preparations for the next challenge you will face. This time you will each be playing hostess to the royal family for a

garden party

entail, but I didn’t participate

like they would burst in excitement. They eagerly whispered

wide smiles on their

his throat to

d’oeuvres. You will be judged on your outfit and hosting abilities, as well as the presentation and taste

restaurant experience, I knew a bit

impromptu lessons.

from the others. She really did seem to hate crowds. This

and for that of my wolf. I didn’t want to win this choosing game, but I wanted to stay

long as