Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 147

CHAPTES ONE HUNDRED & FORTY SEVEN

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & FORTY SEVEN

Talia’s POV

The door burst open.

Nolan let go of me in the same instant and stepped back as if nothing had happened. I wiped my tears quickly. My hands trembled, but I hid them behind my back.

“What’s going on in here?” Solon asked as he stepped into the room.

Leslie stirred on the couch, mumbling faintly. Nolan adjusted the blanket around her shoulders and checked her pulse as though the last few minutes had never happened.

“Leslie? What’s wrong with her?” Solon asked. His eyes were fixed on Nolan. I could hear a low growl coming from Solon.

Nolan noticed as well. With a raised eyebrow, Nolan backed away from Leslie. I stepped in between Nolan and Solon.

“Leslie had too much to drink,” I said quickly. “She got upset because you were late, and I brought her here to rest.”

Solon frowned, glancing between Nolan and me with suspicion. “You brought her here?”

“Yes. She didn’t want to go back to her cabin,” I added. “Nolan was already here when I arrived.”

I didn’t like lying to Solon, but I had enough drama for one night. I had to keep Nolan and Solon levelheaded. Both were in overdrive with their mates around. Silverfang didn’t need a scandalous situation.

“I just saw Jason walk out of here,” Solon said flatly.

“Yes, um, he was apologizing again,” I explained casually.

Solon turned his focus on Nolan and asked, “And why was the door locked, Alpha Nolan?”

“The lock jammed,” Nolan said as he shrugged. “I tried to fix it. It must’ve caught from the inside.”

Solon didn’t look convinced. His eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn’t press the issue. He walked over to the couch and crouched

beside Leslie,

Solon glanced up at Nolan. “I don’t know why you decided to volunteer to be my sister’s mate, but my warning to you doesn’t change. You need to stay away from her I think.”

“Prince Solon that is up to the Princess,” Nolan responded with a sneer.

“Nolan, this will be the last time I warn you,” Solon said firmly. “Stay away from Talia.”

Nolan looked as if he wanted to respond, but he thought better of it.

Solon carefully gathered Leslie into his arms and turned to me. “I’m taking her to the hospital wing. She’ll be fine after some rest.”

“I’ll come with you,” I said, slipping past Nolan.

As we moved toward the door, Nolan didn’t say another word. He sat down on the couch as if nothing had happened between us. His calmness unnerved me more than his anger had.

Solon walked ahead. Leslie’s face was nuzzled into Solon’s neck causing him to blush.

“You don’t need to come all the way,” he said gently, “I’ll take her from here. You should rest. Long night, huh?”

I forced a smile. “Yes, but I’ll be fine.”

“Still,” he said, “go back to your room. You’ve had enough excitement for one night.”

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & FORTY SEVEN

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“Alright, that’s true,” I said.

“Good night, Talia,” Solon said as he headed down the corridor toward the hospital wing.

I stood there for a moment, wondering what to do. Nolan’s warning kept repeating in my mind. “Remember who you belong to.”

I didn’t know if I wanted to cry or scream in excitement.

I hated that it still made my heart race.

He’d said he wouldn’t mark me, that he wouldn’t claim me the way other Alphas would, but he still found a way to remind me that I was “his.” I didn’t understand what he wanted. If he truly meant to let me go, then why keep pulling me back?

“He is giving so many mixed signals. Does he think the mate bond is a game?” I muttered to myself, feeling frustrated.

I couldn’t go back to my room. Not yet. I would only toss and turn all night.

The bar near the courtyard was still open. The air smelled of citrus and smoke when I stepped inside. A few wolves sat around the counter, talking quietly. I took a seat at the far end.

“Something strong, please,” I ordered.

The bartender slid the glass toward me, and I stared at the amber liquid for a long time before drinking. I coughed hard as the burn felt like a punch to the neck. It was much stronger than I expected, but I welcomed the burn. It would temporarily get my mind off Nolan.

For a while, I just sat there.

My reflection in the mirror behind the bar looked almost normal. My hair was slightly messy, eyes were still red, but otherwise I looked composed.

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