Chapter l201
The Luna Choosing Game
Chapter 0201
Did I know about Nicholasâs past? I thought I did.
A tiny voice whispered in my head, Maybe not as well as you think.
No, I couldnât let Julian sow doubt inside of me. No matter what he thought, there had to be a logical explanation for whatever happened. Nicholas wasnât the type to just steal peopleâs girlfriends.
Perhaps Nicholas dated someone Julian liked, and Julian was just jealous. I wouldnât suggest that to
him, however,
Even now, pain shone in his eyes, even with the smile that returned to his l*ps. Heâd clearly been hurt by
whatever happened, no matter how much he tried to hide it.
Because of this, I didnât want to ask him any more questions, or even bring it up at all. Maybe he was
right. Maybe all I was doing was kicking the hornetâs nest. Sometimes the past was meant to stay in the
past.
It hurt that the brothers couldnât move beyond it, but who was I to try to brute force that into happening?
I lifted a hand and placed it on Julianâs shoulder. He glanced at it, eyes widening slightly.
âIâm sorry for your heartache,â I said. âWhatever the cause.â
He continued looking at my hand. His smile wavered again. âDo you mean that?â
âOf course, I do,â I said. âI care about you.â
Suddenly, he pulled me into a hug. His arms wrapped around M
nook between my n*eck and shoulder.
waist, and his head lowered into the
His hands on me were gentle, placed respectfully on the small of my back.
He was surprisingly tender. Until this moment, I always thought he flirted and teased with me just for entertainment. Maybe that was part of it, sure. Yet when he acted like this, I felt like maybe he did like
aven if just a little
by that thought, Ireached my own arms up and wrapped them around his n*eck
tom Dressing his chest to mine.
âAlright.â
So for a long moment, we held each other in the quiet of the parlor and didnât say a word.
I wondered how long it had been since Julian received a good and honest hug, one that didnât have to mean anything or lead to anything. One he could share with someone who truly just wanted him to be
himself.
Julian had his flaws, certainly, but we all did. Heâd only ever done his best for me despite his teasing.
How could I not be grateful? How could I not like him for the person he was?
Our moment was interrupted by someone loudly clearing his throat.
I turned my head and saw Nicholas in the entryway. My heart jumped up into my throat and I lowered:
my arms from Julianâs shoulders.
Julian, it seemed, didnât have to look to know who it was. âYou always seem to find the worst moments.
to intrude upon, brother.â
âI didnât come here to intrude,â Nicholas said, though his voice was stiff, unnatural, like he was trying
hard to stifle his anger.
Julian sighed. Though he finally lifted his head from my shoulder. âWhat did you come here for, then?â
Nicholas closed the parlor door behind him and walked further into the room. âI wanted to discuss the
next steps we should take to find Piperâs sister.â
I turned from Julian in a flash and walked toward Nicholas. The line of my thinking had halted and
abruptly shifted. Iâd do anything to find my sister, and to discover the truth behind her involvement in the
underground organization.
Do you have an idea?â I asked, as hope filled my heart.
His face fell a little, looking at me. Iâm sorry, Piper. Not really. But if we put our heads together