Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 409

Talia’s POV

Arya’s whole face lit up at that. “Really? You’d let me borrow from you?”

“Of course. You’ll be a lot more comfortable in something that isn’t trying to fall off you,” I replied.

“Thank you, Luna,” she said sheepishly.

“Thank the Goddess,” Della sighed. “I thought I really was going to have to fight you to get a dress on you.”

“Since it’s only two days away,” Arya continued, already moving toward the door, all business now that she’d decided something, “we should go pick out a dress right now.”

Della gave an offended snort. “A teenager with zero sense of romance. It’s honestly impressive. Most girls your age have a whole drawer of things they’ve never even had an occasion to wear, just in case.”

“I’ve had occasions,” Arya said, defensive. “Sparring matches. Drills. Award ceremonies. A drawer full of dresses doesn’t win you anything out there, last I checked.”

“She grew up on the training grounds,” I told Della, though she already knew it as well as I did. “She’s spent most of her life fighting alongside warriors twice her size instead of sitting around talking about boys. It’s not surprising she never built a collection.”

“That’s the problem. She has no hope in finding her mate like this,” Della said.

“Don’t be pessimistic,” I scolded.

“I’m not. She’s completed her shift and everything,” Della said, “and still hasn’t found her mate in this whole pack. That means her mate is not in the pack and she needs to be able to catch her mate’s eye.”

“Maybe she’ll meet him at the party,” I said. “New Alphas, new faces, it’s exactly the kind of environment to find a mate.”

“That would be something to see,” Nolan commented. “It would be interesting to see who the Moon Goddess chose for her.”

“Her future mate,” Della said, grinning, “is going to have his hands full for the rest of his life.”

“I can hear all of you,” Arya said, “I’m standing right here.”

We laughed and made our way back to the pack house. Nolan took one look at the three of us heading for my room and said, “I know when I’m not wanted. Enjoy your girl talk.” He kissed my temple and headed off toward the nursery.

I brought Arya and Della to my closet, and both of them stopped dead in the doorway.

“Talia,” Della said slowly, taking in the sheer number of gowns lining the walls, “I’m proud of you, but this is too much. How many dresses does one woman need?”

“Most of these aren’t mine by choice,” I admitted. “Nolan sees a style in a window and decides I’ll love it, and then it just appears in here. I’ve stopped trying to keep track.”

“That’s disgustingly sweet. I’ll have to remind Marco he needs to work harder as our Alpha is outdoing him with the affection,” Della said, and I laughed. “Can I pick one too? Please tell me I can pick one too!”

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