Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 135

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & THIRTY FIVE 

Talia’s POV 

After taking a shower, I collapsed onto the bed, letting the cool sheets soothe me. The day had left me tired. Colin and I spent the rest of the afternoon catching up at the waterfall. We even went swimming. I should have been exhausted and ready for sleep, but my thoughts refused to calm down. 

“I can’t change the past. All I have is the present. I want to be with you, Talia. Not out of pity, not because of your title, but because I’ve always cared about you. Let me make you happy. Be my mate,” Colon had told me. 

His confession continued to echo in my mind. It had been simple and straightforward, better than Jason’s terrible marriage proposal. But, Colin had always been the straightforward type. 

Finally, a man was choosing me. I should have felt relief, maybe even excitement, but I didn’t feel anything other than being flattered. 

Being around Colin was easy. I could laugh freely. I did not have to worry about watching my tone or what I said. Everything about him felt safe. Still, my heart didn’t race when I was with him. 

I pressed my palms against my face and sighed. “Maybe it’ll come later,” I told myself. It was known that chosen mates did come to love each other so much that their bond felt like a fated bond. 

If my wolf were still with me, she could tell me what to do. She’d know whether Colin was truly meant for me or if this strange pull toward Nolan wasn’t the actual mate bond. 

I turned onto my back, placed a pillow on my face, and screamed into it. I thought about Nolan again, even though I didn’t want to. No matter how hard I tried to ignore or avoid him, he was always there either physically in front of me or taking up space in my mind. 

I groaned softly and threw the pillow to the floor. “I have to stop doing this,” I muttered. “He’s not thinking about me. He agreed to give me away to another Alpha, so why am I still thinking about him?!” 

A knock interrupted my thoughts. 

“Come in,” I called, expecting Della. 

Sure enough, she appeared with her usual burst of energy. She held two long garment bags over her shoulder. “Good, you’re not asleep. We have work to do.” 

“Work?” I asked, sitting up slowly. 

“Outfit testing,” she announced as she laid the bags on the bed. “The Sacrifice Ceremony is tomorrow, and I am not taking any chances. We’re going to make sure everything is perfect. We don’t have time for last-minute disasters,” 

“Della, the ceremony doesn’t even start until 10am. We can just get up early in the morning,” I said. 

“No, we’re doing this right now,” she said, unzipping one of the bags. “If something doesn’t fit or needs adjusting, I can fix it tonight. You don’t want to be panicking in the morning.” 

I sighed. “You’re taking this too seriously.” 

Della grinned and said, “Not at all. I am your Beta, and this is part of my duty. Someone’s got to make sure you, the princess, looks perfect.” 

She pulled out the first gown. It was an ice-blue dress with a fitted bodice and delicate silver beading that shimmered in the lamplight. “Try this one first. The seamstress said the previous Luna often wore this color.” 

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