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.

just needed someone to protect her from the danger beneath her. And

as Ronan came near. Rather than grabbing her,

and sunk my claws straight into his shoulder.

I had the spell to breathe and speak underwater, not to help me with this fight, but because I wanted him to know the full depths of what he'd

dared to touch what was

think he was to

my mind, My mate. We must

have been able to get to Piper without opposition - that he could simply swoop in, murder her,

loved and valued and would be

to pull me down, deeper into the water. Was this what he had planned for

my vision red. Content belong

being able to breathe underwater.

need to swim to beat him. I just needed

in my mind, I drew back my claws and then

water. The anger diffused entirely from his eyes, replaced now only with fear. If he wanted to drown me, he had to keep dragging me down, but to do so

about to let go

one touched what belonged

hurt Piper. Dared

would

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 way out, tearing

Sharks would be attracted

fled as fast as

pushed me upwards. I was running out of air, but my rage fueled me forward. I kicked and kicked until I breached the surface and sucked in

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

the beach with a fast sweep of a gaze. There was a small crowd and someone on the sand.

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

his hand in front

I struggled to do anything but seek out my mate. But the reasonable part of my mind reminded me that a boat would be faster travel than my own tired legs. So