The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0224

We made it five steps out into the hallway before Nicholas started asking questions.

“Did something happen?” he asked.

I didn’t want to lie to him, so I shrugged. “Nothing big.”

“Nothing big is still something.

With my hand on his arm, Nicholas dictated how fast and slow we walked. He slowed now, making it

clear he would stretch this out if he needed to. He was worried about me, I could see from the look in his

eye. He wasn’t going to let me off the hook easily.

Softer, he asked, “Did Julian do something?”

“No,” I said. Julian had stopped himself before he could. That was assuming that leaning in for a kiss

had been what he was actually doing, and not just teasing me. “I don’t know. It was confusing.”

“Tell me.”

I wanted to. I needed to talk to someone about what happened, and who knew Julian better than.

Nicholas? But I was unsure. With their rivalry, and Nicholas’s jealousy, if he knew that Julian had tried to

how would

answer that would actually

been acting strange lately. He’s… softer

actually feels some

fondness.” Nicholas’s voice lowered, Bitterness clipped his words. “He

woman’s

say he had my heart.” Recognizing Nicholas’s jealousy,

envious side, especially when it came to kissing, I didn’t want him to think I

easily misplacing my heart.

“But please be careful. He’ll try to steal

Nicholas out of the corner of my eye and thought

two brothers. Did Nicholas truly steal her away from

tried to imagine it, a time from before even Nicholas and

any consideration to his brother’s feelings? Julian

hard as I could, I still couldn’t imagine Nicholas that way. Perhaps there had been a misunderstanding. Julian might have misread the entire thing. It just didn’t

walk, Nicholas’s arm moved from my arm to around my waist. He kept it there, gradually tugging me closer and closer to his

the candidates were

now, the candidates in their rooms and the servants done

the stairwell, before we reached the top

door or they could

both arms around my waist and turned me toward him. I easily slotted against

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jealousy