The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0219

“I’ve told the guards everything I know,” Lilliana said. “They’ll be watching you. Joseph himself just assured me of it.”

I shook my head. I had no idea what she was up to this time, but I was tired of the schemes and lies. How many manipulative games would I have to endure during this competition? Every day, it felt like a new threat was emerging, oftentimes trivial, and I grew tired of dealing with it.

Especially when more pressing, life–threatening issues were just around the corner.

I had no patience for whatever new game Lilliana had concocted. Plus, when I looked at her, my anger spiked. I recognized the shade of lipstick she wore as the same that had marked Nicholas’s lips.

Nicholas had said it hadn’t meant anything. I wondered if the same was true for Lilliana…

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” I said.

“You can play dumb all you want,” Lilliana said. “We’ll let Joseph sort out all the truth. But no one is

buying your bullshit anymore, Piper.”

I blinked, surprised by her break of character. Since when did Lilliana swear?

As I watched her, open mouthed, she swiveled on her heel and stormed away. She pushed straight past

Susie, who had just started to emerge into the hallway.

“What was that about?” Susie asked me.

I didn’t exactly know how to answer, because truthfully I had no idea. “Same old drama,” I said, because

that at least, seemed to be the nature of it.

Yet even so, I felt a chill run up my spine. I felt like someone was watching me.

I glanced behind me quickly, but no one was there.

After last night, I had felt more on edge than ever before.

Was this feeling just my imagination?

That afternoon I met Nicholas in the gym for more self–defense exercises. We utilized the mats this

time, and took turns throwing each other down to the ground. I was thrown much more than I threw, but I felt like I was starting to get the hang of it a little at least.

began to pop up in my head. Joseph, as a traditionalist, already hated my presence in the palace. I knew he was always looking for ways to get me

conspire some type of false charge against me,

this time, and I

grappling, but in

mat.

hit the cushioned ground and a puff

over me, looking down, Nicholas crossed his arms. “You are

have a lot on my mind,”

your head in the

“Sorry,” I mumbled.

unhooked his arms. Then he reached down and offered me his hand.

helped me to my

a wolf, you will never have a natural advantage in a fight,” he

twisted. Through my shirt, I grabbed my cups and attempted

adjust.

to be constantly looking… for opportunities

him. He was staring at my chest,

breasts to

go now. But I liked the way he was looking at

display: the upper swells of my breasts, the deep valley between them. He might have even seen

escaped above the cup of

gaping, with his mouth ajar

Opportunities, he said.

was a perfect

causing not one, but two nipples to

mouth snapped shut. He

down hard onto the mat. Unfortunately, the force of it also sent me off balance and I fell directly on top of him. I straddled his waist, my thighs on either side

created a screen to hide our

wide–eyes, like he couldn’t believe what

sight of

felt some movement in his pants, pressing up against my core. This

too. My panties felt damp, all

times and slowly recovered.

him. I wanted to grind my hips and make him

to my senses too. This wasn’t

I rolled away from him and bounced up onto my

opportunities can be created with a solid distraction,” I

helped cool some of the