The Luna Choosing Game

I glanced back at Susie. Looking at me, she crossed her fingers. If we could somehow manage to be together, that would be most ideal.

But no. Too quickly, Susie was called to be paired with someone else.

“Next we have Piper…”

I sucked in a breath. My remaining options weren’t great, but hopefully I wouldn’t be paired with

“And Linda.”

In the kitchen, Linda and I glared at each other. We were supposed to be going through the offered cookbooks, searching for the finger foods of our choice, but neither of us had touched them yet.

Other girls around us were chattering and laughing, working together as intended.

When I reached for one of the books, Linda scoffed, “You would.”

“What’s your problem?” I snapped, unable to stand the tension anymore.

I didn’t know why she had to push it further by being such a roadblock in the challenge. Didn’t she understand that if we butted heads

bad for us?

her arms, she didn’t seem to care. “My only problem is that I’m being forced to work

held my

me wonder now, knowing what I know. I wouldn’t be surprised if he

here.”

meant Nicholas, though she wasn’t willing to use his name,

overheard.

because, well, she wasn’t wrong exactly. Mark had given

and both Julian and Nicholas had lied about me killing the boar.

wasn’t here on my own merits. The thought gave me no comfort at all.

what he wants

from me. The same thing everyone else thought

Sex.

they’d only kept me around for camal pleasures. Didn’t they expect their husbands to be as virtuous as them? Or did they expect any love affairs to stop once the marriage took

did they simply not care

had survived the elimination had made their previous opinions known. They didn’t care which prince they ended up with, they just wanted to be Luna. If they were so single–minded in that goal, would they be willing to