Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 89

Nolan’s POV

The news of Talia’s disappearance put my wolf into a rage. He began clawing at my resolve, demanding we go into the forest to find her. ‘She is OURS! She is in danger! Go to her now!’ he snarled.

I forced my wolf down, but it was getting harder. The pendant on my chest was barely holding him back now. “She is safe,” I muttered under my breath. “I would feel it if she were not.”

‘Safe? How?’ my wolf snarled. ‘This pendant you have placed on us has dulled our senses. You are heartless. She could be bleeding right now while you stand here pretending control matters more than her life.’

Jason walked up to me looking smug as if he had conquered me. The urge to snap his neck was almost too strong to resist. “Tell me, Alpha Nolan,” he drawled, “will you still join in the Rite? Or has this little spectacle drained your appetite?”

“Of course I join,” I answered coldly. “Why wouldn’t I?”

His smirk widened as he said, “Just checking. Some wolves might be distracted, with Talia missing and all.”

“And yet here you stand, not lifting a finger to look for her. Interesting. You want to win her back, don’t you? Shouldn’t you be rushing into the forest with Prince Solon right now?” I asked.

Jason’s eyes witched, but he shrugged, still with that dumb smug grin of his. “She’ll be fine. This is Silverfang. No rogue could sneak far into these borders without being caught. With the Alpha King and Prince Solon searching, she’ll be found in no time.”

‘He mocks her suffering,’ my wolf growled inside me. ‘Selfish. Useless bastard. He would let her die or kill her himself if it gave him a chance at power. Disgusting.’

I agreed. My hatred for Jason had only increased, but wasting energy on him was pointless. The Rite was only hours away, and I needed every ounce of focus.

When the crowd dispersed, I left the banquet hall and returned to my quarters. My plan had failed earlier, my patience was thinning, and I told myself rest was needed for the Rite. I needed to be ready by 2pm.

But rest never came. My wolf prowled inside me like a caged beast. He was getting even more restless by the minute. ‘She is out there. She needs us. We need to find her NOW!’

For once, I couldn’t silence him nor could I push him down.

Then Marco entered my room. He looked distraught and tired.

“What are you doing here?” I demanded. “You should be resting.”

“I can’t,” he admitted. “Alpha, we need to search for Talia.”

“Why? Why the sudden change now?” I asked.

“We just need to,” Marco replied.

Panic gripped me like I hadn’t known in years. The mate bond roared in my veins. All I could think of was how she was alone and defenseless being tracked by Goddess knows what.

I lunged at Marco. I slammed him hard into the wall. My forearm pressed hard against his neck. His eyes widened in fear, but he didn’t move to defend himself.

“If anything happens to her,” I snarled, “I will never forgive you. Do you hear me, Marco? Never!”

“I know,” he whispered. I knew he was ashamed, but it couldn’t compare to the guilt I felt for telling Marco to inject her in the first place.

I didn’t wait for another second.

I bolted for the door, shoving it open so hard it struck and dented the wall. I ran, my wolf howling in triumph at finally being unleashed.

‘We need to find her,’ he ordered. ‘Nothing else matters. We find her and kill anyone who stands in our way or hurts her.’

Nothing else mattered.

Only Talia.