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.

before she or I or anyone else could say another word, Nathan

gazes up to

again, on surviving the first round of eliminations,” he

as I looked around that the room did feel more spacious. Even the girls who had mocked me had been much

15, yet

Nathan continued, “The competition must continue, and therefore we will begin preparations for the next challenge you will face. This time you

garden party

to think what that would entail, but I didn’t participate in any garden parties at

however, seemed like they would burst in excitement. They eagerly whispered

smiles on

throat to

your own table to serve a drink and a selection of hors d’oeuvres. You will be judged on your outfit and hosting abilities, as

a bit about food and how to

impromptu lessons.

the back of the room, far away from the others. She really did seem to hate

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

as long as I