All Chapters of Second Chance for the Barren Luna: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Nolan’s POVI did not mean to keep kissing her, but I couldn't resist her. The moment she leaned in again, I responded without thinking. The taste of wine was faint on her lips. Her hands stayed tight in my shirt, and she pulled me closer a second time. Part of me wanted to stop it there. Another part pushed for more. My wolf was loud in my head, pressing me to tell Talia the truth.'Tell her,' he urged. 'Tell her what she is to us.'I forced a breath through my nose and tried to slow everything down. I would not blame her for the Alpha King’s choices, but I had not changed my position. I had not forgotten why I came to Silverfang or what I owed to my father. I would not pretend that any bond erased what stood between me and her family.She drew back just enough to look at me. “Will you mark me?” she asked, her voice soft.I felt my wolf surge forward again, ready to answer for me. I stepped back instead.“I have things to handle,” I said. The words sounded rough even to me. “I need

Talia’s POVThe afternoon sun sat high over the courtyard when Della and I carried our tools to the rose garden. The beds had gone unchecked while I was in the hospital, so we started with the row that had the most dead blooms and weeds. Della constantly grumbled about how hot it was and how she should've never agreed to this.“So,” Della said as she yanked out a weed, “is Leslie an old lady? Be honest. I keep picturing a tiny woman in ten shawls with a stick.”“She is about our age,” I said. “A year older, maybe two. No shawls. No stick.”Della lowered her shears. “You’re serious?”“Very,” I said. I nudged mulch into place with my boot. “She does act like she's older. She has an authority about her. She speaks her mind freely. Probably because she knows she's the best at her job."Della nodded. “That is not the healer I imagined.” Her face lit up with a smirk. “Introduce us. I want to meet her.”“I will,” I said. “She plans to stay through the Sacrifice Ceremony, so you will have tim

Nolan’s POVI knocked once before stepping into the Alpha King’s office. He was sitting behind his desk, staring out the window like he’d been lost in thought for a while. When he finally turned, he gestured toward the chair in front of him.“Come in, Nolan,” he said. “Have a seat.”I sat down across from him. His tone wasn’t cold or hostile, which was unexpected. It made sense. After everything that had happened, after saving Talia twice, I didn’t think he’d treat me like an enemy this time.“You wanted to see me?” “Yes,” the Alpha King said. “I thought it was time we spoke properly.”He opened a drawer and pulled out a folder, setting it on the desk. Inside were a few photographs. He spread them in front of me. The first showed him with my father. They were younger, probably around my age now, both smiling like brothers. The next was a family photo of my father, my mother, and me, with my father’s hand resting on my shoulder.Seeing those pictures brought up bitter sweet memories I

Talia’s POVHealer Leslie’s temporary home was at the edge of Silverfang territory. It was one of the cabins we used to house rogues while we decided whether to include them in the pack or let them recover and move on. Smoke rose from the chimney, so I knew Leslie was home. I walked up to her door and knocked.It opened almost instantly. Leslie stood in the doorway wearing a loose shirt and mismatched socks. Her hair was pulled up into a ponytail. Her eyes widened when she saw me. “Talia? You found me already?”Before I could answer, she grabbed my wrist and pulled me inside, saying, “Come in before someone sees you.”The cabin smelled of herbs. Then I froze as a familiar scent hit me. Nolan was standing near the table, looking just as shocked to see me.I hated the fact that I had the urge to go to him, to pull him down by his shirt and kiss him. I forced myself to stay where I stood. My shock and yearning for him turned to anger as Leslie walked past me and I noticed her attire agai

Talia’s POVI spent most of the afternoon in my room, trying to calm down, but it was useless. I couldn’t stop crying. I wish my wolf was here to talk to, but I was left with only my thoughts that seemed to be torturing me.I had trusted Nolan. I had let myself believe there was something real between us. But he had discarded the moment I opened up to him. I wiped the tears from my face, but more kept coming.‘Why am I still crying over him?’ I thought bitterly. ‘He doesn’t care!’My reflection in my mirror didn’t help either. My eyes were swollen and puffy. The corners of my nose were red. I sighed and splashed cold water on my face.I couldn’t keep hiding in my room. Father and Solon were expecting me for dinner. Avoiding dinner tonight would only worry them.“Pull yourself together, girl. You can get through this,” I told myself.After applying some makeup, I checked my reflection again. I looked miserable, but at least I didn’t look like I’d been crying for hours. I took a deep b