Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 21

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

Talia’s POV

Fangvale was perched high on a mountain that is right at the edge of the Silverfang territory. Its sleek towers shimmered in the sunlight, and it stuck out amongst the rugged forest. The structure looked more like a luxury resort than a traditional packhouse. The moment Della and I crossed the checkpoint, I felt a strange mix of freedom and excitement as my heart beat faster.

Della threw her arms wide as we cleared the checkpoint and spun once.

“We have to have fun today,” Della declared, loud enough for two nearby Betas to turn and look at her.

I smiled and nodded. “Of course.”

“I mean it. No pouting, no politics, and absolutely no brooding. You get one drink, then we scout the dance floor.”

“I will try,” I said.

“Not try. You’re doing this today. You’re getting at least one phone number before the day is over.” She linked her arm with mine and tugged me forward.

Della wore a black two–piece with a wrap that made her legs look impossibly long. She carried herself like a Beta who knew her value.

As we stepped through the front entrance, the sound of pulsing music and splashing water thundered through the open courtyard. The pool party was already in full swing. Dozens of wolves were in the water laughing, flirting, and tossing beach balls across the pool. Others lounged on white daybeds under shaded cabanas or danced barefoot on the smooth stone near the water’s edge, drinks in hand and sunglasses perched high.

“You know, you should get in,” Della said, nudging me. “Look at them. Half of these guys are single Betas or Alpha heirs.”

“Yeah, I am really not trying to jump back into a relationship,” I said.

“And why not?”

“I mean they’re not my type.”

Della gave me a look. “Which part? The powerful part, or the half–naked part?”

“The playboy part.”

She groaned and bumped me with her hip. “You have not even spoken to anyone yet. Do not pre–reject what could be a very interesting hour. We are not shopping for mates. We are just looking for a good time.” Della nudged me and pointed toward the end of the pool.”

Della pointed toward the far end of the pool where a group had just climbed out of the pool. Water ran in clean lines down his shoulders and onto the abs of the one with chestnut hair. He caught me looking and smiled in a way that made my heart flutter.

My wolf hummed, amused by my sudden attention. ‘He’s handsome.‘

“See,” Della said under her breath, pleased, “not every male is a jerk. You should go over there and talk to him.”

“Playboys do not interest me,” I said, turning to look at Della.

“You say that, but you’re blushing,” Della teased.

I laughed and pushed her gently. “Go dance.”

“When you die single, don’t blame me,” Della warned with a smirk. Then, she disappeared into the growing crowd by the DJ booth.

Left alone, I made my way to the refreshment table and grabbed a drink. I glanced toward the horizon while swirling the ice. The sun warmed my skin, and for the first time in ages, I relaxed and let myself just exist.

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