The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story novel Chapter 217

Chapter 0217 

I stood very still, confused and surprised both by the very presence of Julian’s l*ps on my cheek as well 

as the tenderness of the affection he was showing me. 

Julian had always struck me as something of a pl ayboy, and while I understood that much of how he 

acted was an act, he never seemed to connect with any woman, in any relationship, beyond a fleeting fancy. 

In our school days, he strung along many hearts, leaving a trail of broken ones behind him. He never 

seemed to care about the mess he made of girls’ emotions. 

Even Nicholas had warned me that Julian was a love them and leave them kind of guy. 

So the gentle way he k*ssed my cheek, and the way his hands hovered over my shoulders, close but not 

touching, was so bizarre to me, I was stunned speechless. 

Then he pulled away, walked around me, and continued up the stairs. After a few steps, he stopped to 

look back at me. “You coming?” 

I nodded, still too surprised to formulate words, and hurried along behind him. 

We walked in silence the rest of the way to my door. He was smirking like always. His hands in his 

pockets, he had a familiar saunter to his walk. 

He always looked smug, so I couldn’t correlate that with the strange k*ss. 

To the best of my observation, he was acting like the k*ss hadn’t happened at all. Or, it hadn’t meant 

anything, which seemed more likely. 

That fell more in line with what Nicholas had warned me of 

Outside my door, the guards greeted us both. When Mark saw me, he let out a heavy, relieved breath. 

He had his phone in his hand. I imagined he was texting with Nicholas. Maybe he still wanted to see us in 

the flesh, just to be sure. 

“This is where I’ll leave you then,” Julian said. He barely gave me a glance as he turned to go back the 

way we came from. “Goodnight, Piper.” 

“Goodnight, Julian,” I said, but he was already walking away. He waved his hand up, but did not look 

back. I watched him until he was gone. 

Then I turned to Mark. “How is Elva?” 

“I’ve been checking on her every fifteen minutes,” Mark said. “She’s been sleeping soundly all night.” 

“Thank you, Mark.” 

“Just doing my job, miss,” he said, but that wasn’t entirely true, His job as Beta was to attend his prince, not protect his prince’s ex-girlfriend and her small adopted child. 

“Thank you anyway,” I said, desperate to give my gratitude. 

He didn’t argue again. He lowered his head instead, but not before I saw the small smile tugging at his l*ps. 

“Goodnight then, Mark. Gentlemen.” 

Mark and the guards said goodnight in return, and I sl*pped into the room. 

Elva was sleeping in the bed, her face even in her peace-filled slumber. I walked into the closet and 

changed into my pajamas. Then I walked to the bed.