The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story novel Chapter 234

Chapter 0234 

I was surrounded by a feeling of warmth and safety. I blinked open my eyes, and I found myself pressed 

into a hard, masculine chest. Beneath my ear, I heard the steady thumping of a strong heart. Lifting my 

head, I looked up at Nicholas. 

He was carrying me through my bedroom toward my bed. I couldn’t remember how I got here. I had 

ave out. been crying. Had I fallen asleep? My eyes were sore and my chest heavy. Maybe my b*dy just gave 

“Nick” 

He shushed be gently and tilted his head. Following the length of his gaze, I saw Elva resting peacefully 

on 

he bed. Her arms were stretched out above her. Her leg was kicked half–out from under the covers. 

She was snoring softly. 

I would have hated to wake her. 

Nicholas lowered me down onto the bed, I moved myself under the blankets. He helped lift them over 

my b*dy. Then he started to pull away. 

I reached out and grabbed his wrist before I knew what I was doing. 

He glanced at where I held him, then looked at me with a raised brow. 

Volce low, I said, “Please stay.” 

I was still shaking from what I’d seen and experienced earlier in the evening. I had Elva here, which was 

I 

a comfort, but what if Jane came through the door again while I slept? What if she brought a knife this 

time? 

What if she pressed it to Elva’s throat instead of mine? 

Guards were posted at the door, but they’d failed last time. What if they failed again? 

“Just for tonight,” I whispered. “Please.” 

In the morning, I could go back to being capable and strong. I could pretend like my life as it was, was 

good enough and I didn’t need anything or anyone else. 

But here in the dark of night, with my trauma fresh, I could only be selfish. 

“I need you,” I said. 

The question smoothed from his face. He looked almost… sad looking down at me. For a moment, I 

thought he might turn me down, and my broken heart cracked further still. But then he nudged me over 

Nicholas laid down on top of the blankets near the edge of the bed. He turned toward me. When I turned toward Elva, he slowly inched up behind me and draped his arm around my waist. 

The movement transported me to a past three–years prior, when cuddling like this had been the norm. Lost in time, I was able to close my eyes again and find peace, even if only for a few hours. 

When I awoke again, my shoulder was resting back against Nicholas’s chest. Elva had curled toward me 

in the night and snuggled up against my arm.