The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 158

Nicholas held my gaze the longest.

He finally glanced away when a girl tugged on his arm. The music started and she pulled him toward the

dance floor.

It seemed that anonymity made everyone feel a bit bolder than usual tonight.

Myself included.

I stopped by the drink table to grab a flute of champagne. It was easier to lose myself with a hint of

alcohol in the system. Yet before I could even take a sip. I looked out at the dance floor once more and

forgot the drink entirely.

The girl who was dancing with Nicholas had both hands on his chest and was rubbing them up to his

shoulders with an unwelcome familiarity that made my skin crawl.

I lowered my drink back to the table and then stormed across the room.

“Excuse me,” I said, when I was close enough to them. “Do you mind if I cut in?””

“Yes,” snapped the girl.

Nicholas searched my face. Then, he reached up, grabbed the girl’s wrists and pulled her hands away

from his chest.

She huffed in annoyance but didn’t argue. She glared at me as she walked away.

hand to me, and I

expression

He, of course, knew

I

know specifically who I was? That was the question.

began to move with the music. We glided over the floor as if a single body,

as easy as breathing. Here, where we could pretend to be other people, nothing stood in

my lady,”

have an excellent

our dance out onto the balcony, where we were alone. Slowly, he stopped turning, ending the dance. He did not move away, however, keeping his

clutching mine.

didn’t move away either.

mind whispered, as my heart took

say something flirty, and well, I could be anyone tonight.

look handsome in the starlight,

usual, and my knees felt weak.

has stolen me away. This is a lovely dress, but I suspect the woman underneath is even

my face. Gently, he traced my

leaned forward.

my throat. He came closer and closer. I felt his hot

fluttered closed. I parted my

distance and kiss me. The very thrill of the near

of magic. Anything felt possible. Even this.

lips brushed mine and I

was the barest press, but

perhaps think I was someone else, did he? With mask covering most of my face, and my hair hidden, he might not have

he said, voice breathy and soft, “Piper.”

him

my wolf. A piece of me was so near, and when it was, I felt so whole. I couldn’t resist it even if I wanted

as fast as I could in my heels. I followed the feeling, searching the room. Then I saw someone I

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