The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0517

Chapter 0517 " Ididn’t have a clear way out of this. For the sake of international relations, I had to accept. So I did.

I Iplaced my hand in Prince Ronan’s offered one and repressed by shiver as he closed his fingers around my hand.

“T would be honored to dance with you, Prince Ronan,” I said.

Ronan’s eyes narrowed. I was a terrible liar. I probably shouldn’t have tried to sell it quite so much.

Julian, still standing beside me, shifted his gaze from Ronan to me and back again. “Is everything alright here?” he asked.

“If you would please move out of the way, Prince Julian. I would like to dance with Piper now,” Ronan said.

julian looked at me as if for direction, or

confirmation.

\ Careful to keep my face a bright, smiling I mask, I nodded at Julian. — Julian saw through me in an instant, and concern covered his face. But, God, the last thing the werewolf kingdom was another prince lying to a merfolk to get me out of trouble, so I tugged Prince Ronan’s hand and motioned toward an open part of the dance area.

“perhaps we could dance there,” I suggested.

He agreed and with the flick of his strong tail, he was instantly moving forward and dragging me along behind him.

That same flow seemed to set the standard for our dance.

Ronan was strong and aggressive. He'd move and twist without much consideration for how my werewolf limbs differed from his fins and tail.

He pushed where I pulled. He twisted where I tried to go straight.

of a darice: But

to me. His arm tightened around my waist, keeping me plastered up against his side. Like that, he moved for both of us, no longer simply leading, but instead dragging me

honestly not the worst

limpness for consent, his hands drifted away from my waist,

back to grab his wrist and

fought me every step of the way. If I had been simply human,

with my strength, he was persistent. Three times I had to remove I his hand from my ass. And then, once, I from my breast. He placed his hand flat I over me and squeezed. His fingers were clawlike, digging in. I winced. Merfolk men

hold on tighter until I was hurting myself trying to unhook him

I said, my disgust clear in my

Ronan growled. His eyes were glowing with anger. “I can do with you as I will.” “No!” I said. I lifted my hand ready to slap him across the face. International incident or not,

mine, A familiar, warm one. The matching

away

prince’s clawlike hand finally released my breast. I winced as I pressed it now

went protectively around me, sliding up the back of my spine, to deflect any attempt to steal me

problems now too. After Nicholas had spun me

me giveyoua hint,”

it when you paw at them like playthings.” Ronan

flaring. “I’ve never had any complaints.” I doubted that. Or perhaps the girls he'd been with had been too afraid to telthim

bad for these

needed to report Ronan. Surely this behavior was unfitting of a prince! “Yeah, well, maybe you

out of my way!” he shouted

sea, the merfolk’s tails gave them a strength advantage that human or

that tail now, rushing to where Nicholas and I were

retribution!”

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