Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 378

Talia’s POV

For two days, all we did in the office was answer requests and fill out forms.

Other than meals and our evenings with Solon, Nolan and I pretty much lived in that office. Our packs used to work together fairly well. Each had its own ranks and territory. The recent war with the mad rogues left things tense. The chain of command was a mess. We settled pack arguments, approved rank changes that had been ignored for weeks, and dealt with the pile of requests that everyone had put off during the fighting.

Nolan let a stack of papers thud onto the desk. “I don’t understand how there are so many requests.”

I snorted, not looking up from my own stack. “And we haven’t even touched the stacks that are in his bathroom.”

Nolan groaned. “Moon Goddess, help us.”

The door creaked open and Solon poked his head in, looking both grateful and a little guilty for leaving us with all this work.

“Still alive in here?” he asked, peering over the mountain of paperwork.

“Barely,” Nolan said, not looking up from his stack.

“Shouldn’t you be resting?” I asked. “Leslie is going to freak out if she finds you here.”

“Then, let’s hope that she doesn’t find me,” Solon replied. “How’s everything going?”

I waved at the piles of paperwork. “How do you think it’s going? I don’t know how you manage all this.”

“This is the twentieth form that was filled out improperly. There are instructions at the top of the page!” Nolan exclaimed in frustration.

“Should I bring snacks next time or just more work?” Solon asked.

“Snacks,” Nolan said instantly.

I nodded. “And maybe some whiskey.”

Solon laughed and said, “I’ll see what I can do,” before leaving.

On the third morning, Nolan and I woke up tangled together under a blanket on the office couch. We had been too exhausted to make it back to our own room. I sat up. Every muscle protested. My joints were stiff, as if the paperwork had pressed its weight onto my bones.

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