The Luna Choosing Game

I tried to pull my eyes away just to prove him wrong. Too quickly, I was looking again.

“She’s the King and Queen’s favorite,” Jullan said.

“Your brother’s, too.” I tried to keep the distain from my voice, but I was a poor actor. I was certain that it

shone on through,

“Maybe.” Julian studied me now, the others apparently forgotten. “I’m not so sure.”

“He wouldn’t let just anyone hand–feed him.” I crossed my arms.

Julian tilted his head. “Why, Piper. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were jealous.”

His words startled me and my eyes went wide.

Jealous? No, that couldn’t be right. What Nicholas and I had was done and over with long ago.

Except it wasn’t. At least, not for me. My recent fantasies of Nicholas as my husband and father to Elva

proved it.

But to be jealous here, now, in the midst of this competition? I had not recognized the churn in my

stomach and tightness in my chest for what it truly was.

Yes, I was jealous.

or anyone else, to know

my throat, trying to collect

serious, Prince Julian. I would have to be terribly foolish to feel jealous over a man in a

off every girl here if I wanted to keep him

hummed. “More or less, that’s

him an annoyed sideways glance. He just smiled

up for the challenge?” he asked.

he deserve someone who actually loves him?”

him.” The words burned

have fooled

reclaim wayward Julian and return him to his

as

+15 BONUS

to return, though Nathan didn’t move but a couple feet off, waiting for him. Obviously,

you’ll excuse me, I have to go try Lilliana’s pastries for myself.” Voice low again, he added, “They’re bumt on the bottom,

Jullan Nathan said.

Nathan back to his family. Nicholas, I noticed,

length of

on my own person. I glanced to my left

I

light me on fire

faced forward once more, ignoring

finally reaching ours. By this time,

overhead, and Linda’s eggs were looking