#Chapter 78: Luna’s Games

Hannah I fidgeted nervously as the stage assistant guided me and Noah through the bustling backstage area, leading us toward the other contestants. The whole place was like a cacophony of noise—almost too much for my frayed nerves. The games were to be held on a large, flat athletic field, and each of the contestants was asked to wear athletic gear. The thought of that made my stomach churn a bit; I wasn’t exactly in the best shape, not with my anorexia and the pregnancy. But I had to perform well today. This was it, after all: the impromptu couples competition that would determine which pack would be hosting the Lunar Festival this year. “You ready for this?” Noah’s gruff voice made me startle, and I glanced up to find him watching me with an inscrutable look on his face. I opened my mouth, aiming for some appropriately witty retort, but the words got lost on my tongue as movement over Noah’s shoulder caught my eye. My steps faltered as I registered the t