The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0589

"Mine either," Nicholas said. "Your behavior since you came to us has been unacceptable."

*You are letting your foolish affections for that commoner affect your judgement," Bridget said.

"Instead of asking what happened to us? What happened to you? This person you are now... the vicious snake... is nothing like the girl we grew up with," Julian said. "Did life as a superstar not suit you?"

"I don't know what you mean," Bridget said. "I am the same."

So much for honesty, then. I doubted we'd get anywhere with Bridget like this. Whatever reasons she had to become the way she was were locked up inside of her and in a past she wasn't willing to share. I couldn't waste anymore time trying to unlock those secrets, not when they didn't affect any outcome.

Bridget had done terrible things since she came here. Whether out of love or affection for me or not, those actions could no longer continue without consequence.

"Bridget," I said. "Let me say this plainly so that there is no confusion."

She looked at me with her full attention. Julian did too, curious.

*You will never be my Luna, Nicholas said. "Even if Piper goes her own way and does not becoming my bride, you still have no chance. For as long as I live, you will never wear a crown."Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Julian whistled, impressed. "Yeah, you can double that for me. You've turned into a real piece of work. It's a shame, to be honest."

Bridget looked at us both. Her innocent demeanor slowly faded away. And in its place was an overconfident coldness that almost seemed...detached.

"Bold words from two little princes," Bridget said. "But I'm going to go ahead and not let myself be too disappointed. After all, how much of this is really up to you?" She grinned.* After all, the King and Queen get the final say, don't they?"

Like hell they would, if their decision was for me to make Bridget my bride.

I opened my mouth to say so, when I heard a scream from the hallway.

"Nick-lass! Nick-lass! Where are you?"

My stomach dropped at once. That was Elva!

I met Julian's wild eyes with my own for only a brief moment before we both rushed to the door. Bridget dodged out of the way. In the hallway, I bent down and scooped Elva into my anms.

She'd been wandering the hallway alone... The guard who had been outside of Piper's door had moved to help her, but she was crying for me. Fat tears streaked down her face.

"What is it, Elva? What's wrong?" I asked. Where was Veronica? Where was Piper?

"The s-scary man..." was all she managed to get out.

I handed her to Julian's waiting arms.

"I got you," he whispered into her hair. "No one will hurt you." To me, he said, "Go, Nicholas! Now."

I didn't need to be told twice. I turned and ran down the stairwell. The back door was open. I rushed that way, with the guard following closely behind. Cóntent belongs to NovélDráma. Org

Outside, I first saw Piper - alive, upright, pale but okay. I exhaled.

Then I noticed Veronica. And from there, I spotted the crumbled up merfolk man at their feet.

Prince Ronan.

How the hell had he gotten here?

To hell with worrying about that right now. My wolf was raging. I had to make sure Piper was safe. I ran to her and pulled Piper into my arms. She trembled like a leaf under my touch, which made me hold on tighter.

I was strong. I could hold us both together, even with the fear gripping like a vice at my own heart.

"What the hell?" Bridget said as she stepped out onto the deck. She must have followed me down here.

Ronan groaned from the ground, stirring at the sound of her voice. He lifted his head, peeked open his eyes.

"My... beloved?"