Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 286

Talia’s POV

Nolan stood outside of Father’s room waiting for Solon and I. Solon excused himself to start the preparations for the Harvest Gathering. Nolan and I stood in silence while healers moved quietly around us carrying fresh bandages, trays of instruments, and steaming cups of herbal mixtures Leslie had ordered throughout the morning.

“How’s he doing?” Nolan asked.

“Not good,” I replied honestly. “The gray and the marks are spreading.”

“He’ll pull through, Talia,” Nolan attempted to reassure me.

“I have to accept that he may not, Nolan, even with the antidote,” I responded. I couldn’t get the image of my father sitting upright in that bed, visibly weaker despite his efforts to conceal it. My father was deteriorating faster now, and although he continued to act like he was not in pain, his façade wasn’t as solid as he thought.

A nurse approached us and said, “Alpha Nolan, there is a call for you.”

Nolan and I quickly went to the receptionist’s desk. “Alpha Nolan speaking.” His calm expression fell away. His jaw flexing in agitation.

“What do you mean destroyed?” Nolan asked.

My stomach dropped almost immediately.

Nolan turned slightly away from me while the voice on the other end continued speaking, though I still caught enough to understand that something had gone catastrophically wrong.

“How many rogues?” he asked sharply. A pause followed before his expression darkened further. “Were they followed after the attack?”

Silence stretched between each answer.

Finally, Nolan exhaled slowly through his nose. “Understood. Stay where you are. We’ll send men immediately.”

He hung up and for a moment Nolan simply stared at the phone as if it would come to life and bite him.

“Nolan,” I said quietly. “Who was that on the phone?”

“Alpha Landon was ambushed on the way here.”

Cold spread through me almost instantly. “What? What do you mean ambushed?”

“He was attacked by rogues,” Nolan explained.

“The medicine?” I asked.

“Destroyed.”

It felt like the walls were closing in on me. I stumbled backwards but caught myself. “Okay, okay. We can handle this. There’s no need to panic,” I said more to myself than to Nolan.

“Lonefur was attacked at the same time Alpha Landon was ambushed,” Nolan continued. “The rogues burned the Frostmoon vines. They burned the entire field.”

For several seconds neither of us spoke. My wolf bristled and growled within me. ‘Jason. Jason did this!’

Jason’s warning about preparing Father’s funeral had never been an empty threat meant to frighten me. He meant to remove every chance to save my father. Every move Jason made was to ensure that my father died.

Panic began to rise within me, but I forced myself to suppress it. Father could not know about this. If he saw fear on our faces, he would understand immediately that something had gone wrong, and stress alone could push the poison further through his body.

“We keep this from Father for now,” I said firmly. “Until Leslie has time to reassess the situation.”

“Right, right,” Nolan muttered before turning to me and said firmly, “Agreed.”

“No one discusses the attack anywhere near his room,” I continued. “Not the guards, not the nurses, not anyone. If Father suspects the medicine is gone, he’ll try to involve himself, and he’s already pushing his body too hard as is.”

Before I could answer, Solon emerged from the stairwell carrying several files tucked beneath one arm. The moment he noticed our expressions, he became concerned.

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