Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 30

Viki’s POV

The wedding gown shimmered like diamonds in the light. I twirled in front of the mirror; the hem of the gown fluttering around my ankles as the maids clapped softly behind me. One of them murmured something about how radiant I looked.

I smiled when the younger maid added, “You look gorgeous, Luna.”

Damn right I did.

My fingers brushed over the pearl-studded bodice. The fabric had been imported in, stitched by a seamstress known only to the elite. Every bead, every thread had been selected to make one thing clear - I was born for this.

“Miss Viki, does the waist need tightening?” the other maid asked cautiously.

I slapped the maid across the face. She stumbled backwards and fell to the ground.

“I told you to stop calling me that,” I hissed. “It’s Luna now. Don’t make me repeat myself again.”

The maid held her check, trembling. “I’m sorry, Luna,” she stammered as she stood up.

“Go get me something to drink,” I ordered. The maid bowed before scurrying out of the room without another word.

I turned back to the mirror, resting a hand on my stomach. There was no child growing there, not yet. No one had dared question me. No one would. I had played my part flawlessly. The morning sickness, the paid off healer visits - the idiots believed it all.

I won.

I tricked them all and got what I wanted. I was Luna now. I grinned at the memory of Jason turning on Talia. Jason fell for all my tricks and didn’t even think to question me. He was such an easy fool to manipulate.

Talia, that pathetic omega had her chance. She was Luna for three years, and never could do anything right. She never deserved the title in the first place. I was raised, molded for this since I was a little girl.

I remembered one winter when I was ten. I had stolen a necklace that I wanted. My father found me. He didn’t say a word. He just pulled off his belt and whipped me until my legs bled. “A Luna doesn’t steal like some lowly omega. A Luna is graceful, controlled,” his voice boomed.

Everything I had endured, every cruel lesson, every bruise was for this.

And now Jason’s father knew. He saw me, the daughter of the chief warrior, already carrying the heir, he’d have no choice but to accept me. He wouldn’t care that Jason has cast aside Talia. He never wanted Talia to be the Luna to begin with.

A maid peeked in from the hall and reported to me. “Luna, Alpha Jason has returned.”

I dismissed the maids with a flick of my hand. I made my way down the stairs, the heavy train dragging behind me. My heart beat faster with each step, but I masked the anticipation. I couldn’t appear desperate in front of him.

I ran into Jason as he entered the foyer. I smiled at him, stretching my arms slightly so the dress would catch the light. “Well, what do you think? Do you like it?”

“Why do you have this on?” he asked in frustration.

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