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.

from the danger beneath her. And

just as Ronan came near. Rather than grabbing her, Ronan instead

sunk my claws straight into his shoulder.

and speak underwater, not to help me with this fight, but

asshole dared to

think he was to touch Piper?

my mind, My

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,

valued and would be protected until

down, deeper into the water. Was this what he had planned for Piper? To pull her down until her air

turned my vision red. Content belong

underwater. In

I didn't need to swim to beat him.

claws and then

his eyes, replaced now only with fear. If he wanted to drown me, he

I wasn't about to let go

one touched what belonged to

dared hurt Piper. Dared touch

would

He slipped his massive tail between us, and using the immense muscle there, flicked me away from him. I kept

fogged the water. Sharks would

turned tail and fled as fast

running out of air, but my rage fueled me forward. I kicked and kicked until I breached the surface and

was for Piper. Was she alright? Where was she? I

a gaze. There was a

I could start to swim toward them, a hand came into my vision. How singularly focused I must have been to not notice the small boat

shook his hand in front of my

mate. But the reasonable part of my mind reminded me that a boat would be faster travel