Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 226

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & TWENTY SIX

Maggie’s POV

Recently, I have been deliberately keeping myself busy.

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Since the riot and the decision to build the wall, there has been no shortage of work. As head maid, I oversee supplies, coordinate with the kitchen, manage cleaning schedules, and ensure communication flows between the main house and the border teams. The other maids have been more cooperative than ever. There is no tension now.

They respect me and I have made sure to treat them fairly.

‘You’ve changed,’ my wolf observed one afternoon as I reviewed inventory logs.

“I’ve matured,” I replied silently.

‘You’ve let go,’ she corrected. ‘You’re not staring at Alpha Nolan every time he walks into a room anymore.’

I ignored that.

‘It’s good,’ she added. ‘You were hurting yourself back then.’

“I was foolish,” I said.

She hummed. ‘And now?’

“Now I focus on my duties,” I replied. It was better to act as if the past never happened.

My wolf was quiet for a moment before speaking again.

“That man from the bar was handsome,’ she said.

I nearly ripped through the paper I was holding. I carefully sat it down and said, “We are not talking about that.” That night had been an embarrassing mistake.

‘No, we should talk about it,’ my wolf insisted. ‘Not our destined mate, but still… handsome. Strong. Confident.’

I felt heat rise to my face despite being alone. I remembered when Mason took his shirt off and how he hovered over me. I cleared my throat, bringing myself out of thoughts.

“It was just a one-time situation,” I said firmly. “I was drunk and upset. I shouldn’t have done it.”

‘You didn’t regret it,’ my wolf pointed out. ‘You can’t lie to me.’

“I regret the recklessness,” I quickly said.

She gave a low, amused sound. ‘Says the person who muted me when I told you not to be reckless.’

“I was drunk,” I muttered.

‘If you wanted to see him again, I wouldn’t object,’ my wolf added.

“That is never going to happen. The bartender hadn’t even seen him before,” I pouted.

‘You don’t know that,’ she replied lightly. ‘If we are meant to see him again, the Moon Goddess has a way of changing fate to make sure we see him again.’

“It was a one-night stand, that’s it. There’s nothing more to it than that,” I stated.

My wolf went quiet, but I sensed faint disappointment coming from her. Yes, Mason was attractive and I couldn’t deny that t sometimes thought about him. But he wasn’t my mate.

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“There are chosen mates,’ my wolf whispered. ‘But why rush into that? Let’s have fun. He made you happy.’

Mason said he was a warrior from Bloodmoon. With most of Walden’s warriors deployed to the border for wall construction, it was reasonable to assume he might be there. “No, that doesn’t matter. I have a job to do,” I told myself and went back to checking schedules.

Later that afternoon, I found myself walking toward the border. I couldn’t focus. My thoughts kept going back to Mason. I needed to get outside and clear my head.

“I am going to check on meal distribution at the border,” I told the other omegas. It was not a lie. The wall builders required steady supplies, and as head omega, it was within my responsibility.

Once at the border, I saw peaceful activity. Warriors were hauling timber. Villagers carried baskets of tools and rope. Guards stood posted at intervals. Near one section, several maids were distributing water and packed meals.

I walked over to them.

“Do you need help?” I asked.

One of the younger omegas nodded quickly. “Yes. We’re short on hands.”

I took a basket and began handing out portions to the warriors rotating off their shifts.

The work area was loud but orderly. No one paid special attention to me beyond polite nods. As more time went on, I became more and more disappointed at not seeing Mason. “Idiot,” I muttered to myself. I was foolish to come here, hoping to see him.

After delivering the last portion from my basket, I stepped away to retrieve another supply crate that had been left near a stack of timber.

As I turned into a narrow space between two storage structures, a hand suddenly closed around my wrist.

Before I could react, I was pulled quickly into a shaded gap behind a supply cart.

My back hit solid wood nullifying my first attempt to scream with a yelp.

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