The Luna Choosing Game

When our lovemaking was done, Nicholas held me in his arms under the covers of the bed. Despite the bliss running through my veins, now that the deed was done, I also felt a wave of... guilt.

I didn’t know if Nicholas and Bridget were together. Maybe they were, maybe they weren't. But probably should have clarified that before I jumped into bed with him like some kind of thirsty harlot.

My moral compass seemed to fly out the window when it came to Nicholas.

’d pretty much do anything to keep him in my life.

“you're quiet,” Nicholas said. He combed his fingers lazily through my

hair as I laid, half-draped, over his chest.

“I was just thinking...” I began, but lost my nerve to say more.

“About what?” Nicholas prompted.

have known he wouldn’t let this go so

Then I added, “And

would be for the best if

you?” @» “Yes.” I lifted my head, to look himin _ § the eye. “Was she telling the truth?” “I haven’t made

so I knew that was the truth, but I also could tell there was much

Bridget is the best choice for my Luna,” Nicholas said. “They are

about it, which is why she’s so confident.” He sighed again, and this time it came out harsher. I could sense his

a right to decide everything for me. It was bad enough when it was just my parents. But now to have Bridget in the mix? She is my friend. She always has been, but she is suddenly demanding more of me. She wants promises I'm not ready to make.” Not ready, he said. That didn’t mean he was outright refusing her or outright refusing any of it.

Bridget that I wanted, but... I always knew that Nicholas would choose the crown before anyone or anything else, including me. That he would need to think carefully

either.

throw it all aside and choose me over everything else, but that was

of him, and tried to enjoy him for as long