All Chapters of Second Chance for the Barren Luna: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

Talia’s POVRed wine ran down my chin. The room got quiet. I wiped my mouth, my face flushed from embarrassment. I tried to smile. "I’m okay, really. Sorry." The taste stayed, sharp and sour.“Arya, you better not have poisoned us. Goddess help me, I’ll take you with me,” Della growled.“I didn’t do anything,” Arya said. “I ate some too.”“Della, calm down. I am just a little nauseous,” I said.Clara rushed over and put a hand on my forehead. "Are you sure? You look pale.""I’m fine, I promise." I laughed, even though I didn’t feel like it. "I guess I just can’t handle wine tonight."I looked at Nolan. He tried to look calm, but I could see he was worried. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked.I nodded and said, “I think so. I don’t think I’ll be having wine for a while.”Through the mate bond, he said, ‘You don't have to pretend in front of me. If you’re not feeling okay, you can tell me. We can go to the hospital now.’‘I am serious, Nolan. I am feeling okay,’ I responded.Walden l

Nolan’s POVWhen I woke the next morning, Talia was still asleep next to me. Her hand rested protectively over her belly. I watched her, feeling grateful. I thanked the Moon Goddess for Talia and our twins.I thought about everything that brought us here. The hard times, the wins, and all the times Talia kept me steady. My mind flashed back to the first days when I didn’t know if I wanted to trust her or even like her. I remembered the night I realized Talia was my mate and how I didn’t know if I wanted to be hers. To be here now, to have this quiet, felt like a gift I didn’t deserve. I swore again I’d protect her and our kids, no matter what.My wolf stirred within me, his pride and affection mingling with my own. ‘She’s perfect,’ he murmured, sounding softer than usual. ‘We are lucky.’‘Far luckier than we deserve,’ I agreed.Marco reached out to me through the mind link. "Congrats, Alpha. It's about time you gave us some good news."I smiled, careful not to wake Talia. "Thanks, Mar

Talia’s POV“How did you know we were coming?” I asked. Word couldn’t have spread that fast.“Beta Della contacted me with the news of your pregnancy and asked me to prepare enough baby supplies in advance,” the manager explained as she gestured for us to come inside. I blinked, surprised. The thought of Della thinking ahead made me feel warm inside. She always seemed to know what people needed before they did. ‘She’s our Beta. She should know what we need,’ my wolf said.Nolan hovered close, trying to look confident as he gave the manager our carefully color-coded list. The manager looked it over, her eyes going wide.“I see Alpha is taking his role as a father very seriously,” the manager said with a laugh before looking up at us. “Let’s get started. We’ll go step by step so you won’t miss a thing.”We started with the cribs. It felt like the crib aisle would never end, with so many choices and colors everywhere. Excitement and a bit of anxiety bubbled up as I checked out each cri

Talia’s POVA week later, I woke up to find Nolan not in bed, but in the nursery, switching out the crib blankets for even softer ones. He was focused, smoothing a pale blanket over the mattress. I stopped in the doorway, arms crossed, just watching him fuss over every corner and adjust the pillow. There was something so sweet about how careful he was. I wondered how long he’d been at it.‘Before sunrise,’ my wolf yawned. ‘He’s been at this for days. You’d think he was the one who’s pregnant, the way he keeps getting the den ready.’The nursery was already so organized it could have been in a magazine. Every piece of furniture was in place. A rocking chair was placed by the window, and a small bookshelf held picture books and stuffed animals. The dresser drawers were full of neatly folded baby clothes, and the shelves above the changing table were arranged with diapers and lotions.“How many blankets do you think one pup needs?” I teased.He spun around, holding the old blanket to his

Talia’s POVOn my birthday morning, I put on the dress Nolan picked out weeks ago and hid from me until now. It was a deep blue, simple but cool, with just a bit of shine when the light hit it. The neckline was both classic and a little daring as it revealed more cleavage that I was normally comfortable with.Nolan emerged from the closet in a charcoal gray suit that fit him perfectly. He looked so good, I nearly forgot I was supposed to be annoyed at him for keeping tonight’s plans a secret.'We have time for a quickie,' my wolf said and I blushed, shutting her out, but I could hear laughing in my mind.“You’re really not going to tell me where we’re going.”“Not a chance.” He offered his arm, entirely too pleased with himself. “I planned everything myself. You’re not ruining my surprise an hour before it happens.”We drove out toward the southern border, and when the car finally stopped at the edge of a wide meadow, I understood why he’d been so smug about it. The whole field had be