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Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 154

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & FIFY FOUR

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & FIFTY FOUR

Talia’s POV

Buttons scattered across the floor. Jason’s hands gripped my shirt with rough impatience. The fabric tore easily beneath his fingers. My shirt fell open, and I gasped at the cool air on my skin.

“Stop it, I…”

His mouth closed over my breast. The pressure jolted through me. I gasped and gripped his shoulders without thinking. The only things I could feel were his breath, the scrape of his teeth, and the heat rolling through my body. I knew this was wrong, but the thought felt distant and out of reach.

“Once our mate bond is restored,” Jason said, his voice low against my skin, “you’ll forgive me. Everything will be back to

normal.”

His voice sounded distorted as if he were speaking underwater. I forced myself to focus on his face, but my vision kept blurring.

“We’re fated mates,” he said. He moved to the other side, and I couldn’t help but moan.

“Stop. This isn’t right,” I managed to say.

“But this IS meant to be. Your body knows it. Your body remembers my touch.”

I tried to push him away, but I only held onto his shoulders tighter. I tried to focus but all I could focus on was the increasing pleasure. My body responded to his touch and shame twisted in my stomach. Even that shame felt muted.

Jason’s hands slid lower over my stomach and hips. Each touch sent a new jolt through me. My back arched without permission. I felt him pulling down my pants.

“That’s it,” he whispered. “Submit to it. Submit to me. My mate…”

His scent did not match the memory my instincts tried to reach for. The wrongness grew clearer, but I could not hold onto the thought long enough to act. It had to be him. It couldn’t be anyone else doing this to me.

Heat and confusion blurred everything. I reached for that voice in my memory and held on to it. I needed it to be him.

“Nolan,” I whispered. “Are you… you going to mark me?”

He was still for a second above me.

Then he kissed me with sudden desperation. His mouth crushed mine, and his teeth caught my lower lip hard enough to sting.

“Yes,” he said against my mouth, “I’ll mark you right now.”

His kisses grew frantic. His grip tightened on my hips, holding me in place while he pressed against me. The heat inside me flared, but my panic increased somehow,

Nolan wouldn’t treat me like this. He was never this rough and rude. Even though I knew that I still couldn’t do anything. I just needed the heat to stop.

“Please…please make it stop,” I moaned.

“I’ll make it stop,” he growled as he leaned back and fumbled with his belt. “I’ll make you forget everyone but me, my love.”

Then, the door slammed open with a loud crack.

Nolan’s POV

Ten minutes.

I stood across the street from the café staring at the entrance like an idiot for ten full minutes. I could feel my wolf pacing, but he

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seemed amused by my predicament.

‘You look like a stalker,’ he said. “This is pathetic, even for you.’

I shoved my hands into my pockets. The sun pressed against the back of my neck, but I barely felt it. My focus stayed fixed on that door and the fact that she still had not walked out. It doesn’t take ten minutes to formally reject someone for good.

“This is what you deserve,’ my wolf added. ‘You threatened her, cornered her and gave her orders. You made her fear you. Now, she’ll choose someone else because of your stupid actions.’

‘And you think marking her while in heat was a better option?’ I shot back.

‘Yes, she wanted it. You were too much of a coward and-

“Enough,” I muttered, cutting him off.

He was not wrong. I remembered the look in her eyes that day. Anger, defiance, and fear all tangled together in her eyes. I had wanted her to understand the consequences of making herself vulnerable. If she ended up fearing me but she learned to be more careful, I was fine with that.

I checked my watch again. Fifteen minutes. The restlessness under my skin sharpened and then the bond pulsed. It felt like a warning.

My wolf responded immediately. ‘Go inside! Something is wrong!’ he growled.

I crossed the street without looking for cars.

I moved through the entrance with a single purpose: to find Talia. The café smelled like roasted coffee beans, cinnamon, and polished wood. Jazz played quietly from hidden speakers. It only irritated me more.

Then, the sweet scent of roses hit me..

I followed the trail past the counter and into the hall that led to the private booths.

A host stepped in front of me. “Alpha Nolan, it is lovely to have you here, but if you do not have a reservation…”

I ignored the host as he talked. I focused on Talia’s scent. It mixed with something heavy and artificial. The new layer hit my senses like a slap. It was lust.

“Move,” I said. My voice dropped low enough to make him step back.

He lifted his hands. “Sir, I really must insist…”

I set a hand on his shoulder and moved him aside. I did not shove him, but he understood the warning. He stumbled into the wall as I passed.

I reached the end of the hall. I did not touch the handle. I drove my shoulder into the door. It flew open with a loud crack.

Jason stood inside with his pants down. Talia lay beneath him with one of her legs up on his shoulder. Her blouse was torn. Her hair stuck to her forehead from sweat. Her skin was flushed from heat and confusion. Her eyes were glazed over and half closed.

I reached Jason in two steps. My hand closed around his throat before he could speak. I hauled him off her and slammed him into the wall. The impact knocked the air from his lungs. He clawed at my wrist, but it did not matter. I pulled my fist back and drove it into his jaw. Blood splattered across the wall. I struck him again and again. His head hit the panel behind him.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I snarled.

He tried to speak. Blood pooled at the corner of his mouth. “We’re… mates…”

“She is drugged,” I roared, interrupting him.

I drew my arm back for another hit. Talia made a faint sound behind me.

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