Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 73

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Nolan’s POV

My hands slid down the curve of her body. I cupped her breasts, earning a gasp. I nipped at her neck, and she arched into me.

‘This is what we were supposed to be doing. Do not deny it,’ my wolf growled.

Talia clutched at me. She deepened the kiss. One of her legs was already wrapped around my waist. I sucked on her neck as I grinded into her. “Mark me. Please, mark me,” she begged me.

For a brief second, I almost listened to her. All it would take was one bite, but clarity snapped me out of my lustful haze.

If I marked her now, she’d wake up tomorrow with regret. She was in heat, half-lost to the bond. If I was to mark her, I wanted her to truly want me not to be driven by instinct because of the mate bond.

“No!” I roared as I took control again. My Alpha aura flaring as I used the Alpha command against my wolf. He snarled as I shoved him back down. My body shook from the efforts.

Talia flinched as my Alpha aura slammed into her, but then her eyes burned with anger. “I wouldn’t regret it,” she snapped. “I can smell you. I know your scent. You’re my mate!”

The pendant had been off for only a minute, and the bond had snapped into place almost immediately. “No! The heat has you confused,” I said.

“Why won’t you admit it?” she demanded as tears welled up in her eyes. “What are you waiting for? Are you going to reject me, too?”

“It’s not that simple, Talia,” I told her. She didn’t know how close I was to losing everything right now, how close I was to breaking every promise I’d made to myself. Talia had no idea how bad I wanted to mark her.

“How is it not? We are mates. We should claim each other,” Talia retorted.

“You don’t understand,” I said as I looked past her for anything that could help with the situation. My eyes caught on a coil of rope tied to a stack of books along the wall.

“Then, make me understand, Nolan,” Talia said as she cupped my face. I stepped away from her and in a few quick strides, I grabbed the rope, dragged a chair into place, and tied her down. Talia thrashed, snarling, “Let me go!” The heat had stolen her strength, so she couldn’t free herself.