The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0497 Time had no meaning to me, without a watch, but I certainly felt like I was stuck in that dirt pit for hours. I had tried several times to pull myself out, but each time ended in near- immediate failure.

The walls were crumbling dirt. There was nothing to hold onto. Even my new werewolf strength couldn’t help me if I couldn’t find a handhold or foothold.

So I could do nothing but wait. And wait. And wait.

I worried about Veronica. Shouldn’t she have been back by now? What if she fell into another hole and we were both trapped here?

Bridget did say she would come back for me after she found the treasure.

She wasn’t lying, right? She wouldn’t leave me here to rot? The longer I stood there looking up as the sky grew darker, the more I began to doubt.

Wait. That sky was getting awfully dark. We had left at dawn. It couldn’t have been night already, unless I really was starting to lose my mind. When had I last seen the sun? I tried to remember, but its position had been difficult to orient through the tree corner.

But then I understood — because the sky opened up and rain started to pour down on me.

The dirt around me turned into mud. I was glad for my boots, but they were

sink down, sticking into the goop under my feet. 9 Any hope I had at finding any handholds in the walls of the pit disappeared as the sandy dirt became even slicker. Large chunks of the walls plopped down onto

pelting hard onto all of my exposed skin. I'd worn my most conservative swimsuit, but it was still a swimsuit and therefore offered no protection from the

shivered hard, the rain creeping

beginning to pool at the

way was I going

had to make a final play. I didn’t know what I

for me to come back to her. I would fight to make sure my little girl

the walls, searching for purchase. The muddy dirt broke apart in

It was a tree root, uncovered by the dirt clumps falling away. I

pull myself out.

work. My feet, with no footholds, were basically useless. I had to climb entirely with my upper

strength, and she gave what we could.

seemed that the harder I held onto

to slip. No! I wouldn't give