The Luna Choosing Game

On the dance floor, Nicholas placed his hand on my hip. I placed mine of his shoulder. The orchestra

began to play, and Nicholas led me forward in a dance.

His jaw was clenched and he wasn’t looking at me. Even compared to our previous dances, his

movements now were stiff and unnatural.

He was mad at me, unjustly, and knowing that made me equally mad at him.

“You can’t keep me from talking with your brother,” I said. “You can’t dictate who I talk to at all.”

Nicholas huffed a sharp breath, too full of distain to be a laugh. Then he glanced down at me and entirely dropped the façade of humor.

“It’s inappropriate for you to leave in the middle of the celebration to run off and fuck my brother.”

I missed a step and stumbled over my own feet. Nicholas’s firm grip was the only reason I stayed upright.

“What?” I hissed. “Are you out of your mind?”

“Don’t lie to me, Piper,” Nicholas hissed back. “You are always sneaking off with him. And then that night

knock on his

with Julian!” I said the words too loud. A few of

I was so

urged me to keep dancing and he led me away from

would not be a good lover for you, Piper. He’s selfish. He’s going to break your

just fucking,” I snapped. I couldn’t believe he would think me capable of indulging in a carnal relationship with Julian right in the middle of the competition. It hurt me a bit, so

“Piper.”

why you kissed me that night? You thought I’d jump from one brother

said, firm.

why did you

from me again. “It was

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of all. “You can’t

mean anything, Piper. Not to me.” The words were clipped. They didn’t sound true. But

them. He wanted me to believe them.

then it shouldn’t matter who I fuck,” I said.

my dress into his fist. “He’ll hurt

the only

shock him, and he stumbled this time. He caught himself quicker than

was never in

said. His voice was