Second Chance for the Barren Luna (Talia and Jason) novel Chapter 95

Viki’s POV

For a moment, I thought Nolan was going to kiss me. His face was so close that I could feel his hot breath. My pulse hammered in my ears. I lifted my chin, ready for the moment.

Instead, his mouth moved close to my ear, and he said, “You are delusional.”

“What?”

Nolan quickly slapped me across the face, causing me to stumble back and clutch my cheek in shock. “You… you hit me!” I stammered. “I am trying to help you!”

“I do not need you to take the throne. I can take it on my own,” Nolan said. “Your very presence disgusts me. Do you think I am a fool like Jason? There are some men that can see through your bullshit, Viki.”

I gaped at him, trying to think of something to say. Before I could respond, he reached down and snatched the syringe from my hand. He walked back over to Talia.

“I’ve got you. This is going to help. Just hold on a little longer,” I heard him whisper to her.

Why did everything turn out in Talia’s favor? Why did everyone care so much about her? She was nothing but a lowly, filthy slut of an omega.

“Snap out of it!” my wolf snarled. “If he gives her the counteragent, our lives will be forfeited. We need to get out of here. RUN!”

I turned to flee. The door to the corridor was only a few steps away. But his voice froze me in place.

“You take one step out of here,” he said without even turning his head, “and you are dead.”

I stood still. My wolf paced restlessly inside me, demanding that I run. I wanted to listen to her. It was not as if he could focus on Talia and chase me at the same time. But the mangled bodies of the rogues on the ground and the certainty in Nolan’s tone destroyed any courage I had left.

I watched Nolan work at the locks around Talia’s wrists. The chains rattled and fell away. He caught her before she collapsed onto the stone floor. Talia drifted in and out of consciousness, muttering incoherently.

“Shh, don’t speak. Preserve your strength,” Nolan hushed her as he lowered her to the ground. He lifted her carefully, as if she were something precious, then laid her across his lap and pressed the syringe into her shoulder.

Talia’s body trembled. The shallow rise of her chest grew steadier. Her lips parted as she began to breathe more evenly.

Jealousy coiled through me. It intensified with every second I watched. Rage soon replaced it. I had offered him power and a future no one else could give, least of all Talia. Yet even he, cold and detached, could not resist her.

What did she have that I did not? She was barren, weak, and marked by failure. Yet even Nolan, whose heart seemed made of stone, chose her over me. The sight made me sick.

Nolan stood with her in his arms. Talia sagged against his chest. He looked down at her with an expression that made me gasp. It was something Jason had never even shown me: love.

Hearing me gasp, Nolan looked at me. The loving expression vanished, replaced by cold hatred, as if he were seconds away from dropping Talia and mauling me. I swallowed, waiting for his decision.

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