The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0557

For a while, I thought maybe I could do this. If I could muster my resolve, maybe my will could outmaneuver Bridget's confidence.

And, as I pushed myself, I finally began to take the lead away from Bridget.

I was pulling ahead. The raceway was clear ahead of me and I felt my heart soar.

This was my moment. I could probe to everyone that I could be a capable Luna. I was strong. I was fast. And I was-

"Aarggh -!"

Suddenly something grabbed my leg and yanked me down under the surface. Water filled my mouth. I spit it out, but I hadn't enough air. I felt like I was choking.

I kicked against my restraint, eventually hitting something solid. It released me, and I swam as fast as I could toward the surface. I broke through and sucked in a lungful of air - just as the whatever-it-was caught me by both legs this time and dragged me down.

Beneath the water, I looked down, and straight into the raging eyes of Prince Ronan, the merfolk prince I had turned down. He seemed furious, his features twisted with anger.

Was this... revenge?

My heart thundered in my chest. This merfolk man meant to kill me!

He pulled me down, and his hold on my legs was too strong this time for me to break free and kick him. I tried to punch at him, but the water slowed my fists to mere brushes of skin.

He laughed at me, his gills fluttering with the motion.

Not knowing what else to do, I leaned down, reached forward, and covered his gills with my hands.

Immediately, he tried to pull away, but I kept firm, my hands laid flat over his gills. If he was trying to drown me, then I would suffocate him. Fair was fair, and I wanted to live!

I had to get back to Elva! To Nicholas!

After everything Nicholas and I had shared, only to lose it now? I couldn't let that happened. I'd promised him I'd be careful. I couldn't let myself die just because some asshole who couldn't take no for an answer now held a grudge.

Unfortunately, in merfolk form, Prince Ronan had a massive fish tail that he used now to thrash me around. I couldn't hold onto his gills any longer. I couldn't even keep my body straight.

I was trapped in a whirlwind, being thrown this way and that as if caught in the jaws of a shark.

Then, coming closer, I saw a figure. Veronica?

She swam straight past me, placed her hands flat on Prince Ronan's chest, and in an instant, he was cast several yards deeper into the ocean.

Veronica grabbed me and together we kicked toward the surface of the water. But it was so far. I had been underwater too long. My breath was running out. My consciousness was dimming.  Content belong to NôvelDráma. Org.

The world was turning black.

I couldn't give up, but everything hurt.

Keep kicking, Miracle said in my mind, but she was weakened now too. That thrashing had shaken us both. And there was no air.

I kept my face towards the surface of the water. The sun shimmered on the surface. I only had to reach it.

I was growing more and more tired.

Yet, then, a figure broke down through the waves. And I saw a face.

Nicholas.

It had to be an illusion. There was no way he was here.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

But thank God. If I was about to die, his was the face I wanted to see.

His eyes were panicked. He reached out for me.

I swore I could almost feel him.

Then everything went dark.