The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0228

That night, Julian came to escort me down to the cellars so that we could explore the tunnel again. He

waited to speak until we were clear of the other candidate’s rooms, but once we had descended the

staircase, he case me a sideways look.

“I heard about what happened,” he said.

My hand tightened on his arm, bunching up the sleeve of his black shirt.

“She was in my room, Julian. She could have been right next to me. Or Elva. If Elva hadn’t wanted to see

that fabric in the morning, we might have never known Jane was there at all. What could she even want to

do with that fabric? It was just a small piece?”

“Some kind of mind game, most likely. Or an attempt to sabotage you.”

I supposed either of those were possible, but I just didn’t know. I hated not knowing.

“But if she’s trying to sabotage me, why would she need to go into the other girls‘ rooms?” I asked.

Julian abruptly stopped walking. I did too, since our arms were looped together.

He looked at me, a touch of something like worry in his eyes. “What did you just say?”

surprised by the shift in him. Then I explained, “Tiffany told me. Some of the

seen Jane wandering around the castle. She’s even gone

think it’s me.”

sabotaging you,” Julian said. “Pretending to be you, sneaking around and acting suspicious. She’s trying to pit all the

be the reason,” I said. Or at least, not the only reason. “If I

she won’t be able to sneak around

unusual on Julian’s face. He typically concealed his anger behind a mask of fake cheer or a knife–edged smirk. Like this,

murderous.

said, voice low and dangerous. “When

cameras,

stomach twisted into an uncomfortable knot. I didn’t want to believe that could be the plan,

sense. Without the safety of the palace, I would

would do to save

focus in his eyes gave me pause. He looked so much

in this moment.

on.” He tugged me forward. “We should

way into the cellar, where Nicholas and a guard were already waiting.

arrive.

guided me into the room and then

both before settling his gaze on me. He

but his hard glare softened, looking at

what I had told Julian, about Jane

a colorful string of curses, some words of which I’d

the dinner