Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 74

Nolan’s POV

I hadn’t slept at all.

Part of me did not feel right about sleeping while Talia was bound to the chair while the other part of me was fearful that she would break free and I would wake up to find myself deep inside of her.

The night seemed to drag on forever. My wolf stalked inside me, restless and unsatisfied. He berated me, working on my resolve to push me to claim Talia, but I had more honor than that. I focused on calling out to Marco all night through the mindlink.

When sunlight entered the room, Marco’s voice flooded my mind. ‘Alpha! I hear you. I’m on the way.’

‘Hurry!’

Marco burst in minutes later. His eyes swept the room and landed on her instantly. “What the hell happened?”

“Did anyone see you?” I asked.

“No,” Marco replied. “What happened? Why did she take off clothes?”

“Look away,” I snarled at him and Marco turned away as I pulled my shirt off. I slipped it on her and said, “She went into heat. It was the full moon.”

Marco turned back around. His eyes darted from me to her and back. Then, he noticed the rope on the floor and the rope burning on her wrists. “Nolan, I didn’t think you had a fetish.”

“Cut the crap, Marco,” I snapped. “I didn’t touch her. We need to get her to the infirmary before she wakes.”

Marco nodded and moved to pick up Talia. I couldn’t help but growl at him. The urge to maul him hit me instantly. Marco immediately sat Talia back down. “You need to carry her, Alpha.”

I picked up Talia. Her head slumped weakly against my shoulder. The scent of her heat lingered, making my wolf push against my control again. I shoved it down and carried her out the Alpha King’s library.

By the time we reached the pack infirmary, Solon was rushing towards us. His scent was laced with anger and fear. His Alpha aura flared against mine as he saw me carrying Talia.

“What did you do to her?” Solon roared as I laid Talia down on an empty stretcher.

Marco stepped forward to explain, but Solon shoved him aside without hesitation. “Get out of my way!”

Marco stumbled, caught himself, and bared his teeth. “Prince Solon! It’s not what you saw. Just calm down!”

“You don’t get to tell me what to do in my territory, in my home!” Solon snarled and then shoved Marco again out of his way. This time I glared at Marco signaling for him to not engage Solon again.

“What the hell did you do to my sister?!” Solon demanded.

“She collapsed,” I said coldly, ignoring Marco’s growl. “I’m bringing her here because she needs treatment.”

“Collapsed?” Solon snarled. “Or did you put her in this state yourself? Did you assault her?”

“Watch your mouth, Prince. I am many things, but I will never take advantage of a she-wolf,” I warned, my wolf pressing hard against my skin.

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