The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0558

Nicholas POV

Panic and fear waged war in my heart as I swam down into that water and saw Piper, the woman who had claimed my heart more than once, losing consciousness. Her eyes were slipping closed. She was running out of air.

Veronica was doing her best to drag Piper to the surface, but Piper was barely kicking now. She was dead weight, dragging Veronica down too.

My heart was in my throat. My stomach twisted uncomfortably. Piper looked dead. She was drowning, I was losing her.

I couldn't lose her.

Kicking downward, I reached out for Piper. I still had fresh air in my mouth from before I dived underwater, so the moment Piper was in my arms, I touched her face, tilted her head, and brought my mouth down to hers.

A kiss of life, I breathed my air into her lungs.

Relief surged through me as I felt her stir against me. She was alive.

As I ended the kiss, Veronica was still there, waiting. She reached for Piper, and, with Piper kicking again, we all pushed toward the surface.

Movement brought my attention down to the depths beneath us.

And there, I saw the shape of merfolk man with a massive fish tail, rushing toward us - toward Piper. As he came closer, I recognized him as that asshole prince from the merfolk ball. The one who had tried to make moves on Piper, and then wouldn't listen to her rejection.

This asshole had already tried to take something that didn't belong to him, and now he was trying to take Piper's life?

My inner wolf howled in raged, his anger rising in tandem with my own. My fingers curled, my claws breaking through my skin.

I exchanged only a passing glance with Veronica, who immediately understood. She took on the bulk of Piper's weight. Together, they breached the surface. Piper, thankfully, could have air of her own.

the danger beneath her. And I

Piper just as Ronan came near. Rather than grabbing her, Ronan instead found himself clasping

reached out and sunk my claws straight into his

spell to breathe and speak underwater, not to help me with this fight, but because I wanted him to know the full

dared to

he was to touch Piper?

in my mind, My mate. We must protect

eye gaze was filled with both fury and fear. Perhaps he had thought he would have been able to get to Piper without opposition - that he could simply swoop in, murder her,

loved and valued and would

and began to pull me down, deeper into the water. Was this what

my vision red.

the advantage here, being able to breathe underwater. In addition, his tail made him fast

beat him. I just needed my muscles

roaring in my mind, I drew back my claws and then clamped them down on Ronan's

water. The anger diffused entirely from his eyes, replaced now only with fear. If he wanted to drown me, he had

wasn't about to let go

touched what

dared hurt

would not

into his scaly flesh. And finally, his will broke. He slipped his massive tail between us, and using the immense muscle there, flicked me away from him. I kept holding on. My claws did more damage on

the water. Sharks

and fled as fast

tail kick pushed me upwards. I was running out of air, but my rage fueled me forward.

fury ebbed, was for Piper. Was she alright? Where was

sweep of a gaze. There was

start to swim toward them, a hand came into my vision. How singularly focused I must have been to not notice the small boat drifting towards me until it was directly at my

front

to do anything but seek out my mate. But the reasonable part of my mind reminded me that a boat