Two Years Later
“No hitting Jermy! Mommy, Jermy’s hitting!”
“Jerome, Fecelia,” Phoebe shook her head. “Be nice to each other.”
My precious, little darlings.
She sighed, leaning back in her chair picking up the book she had been reading. A smile warmed her already glowing expression, but there was also a note of sadness in her gaze.
Two years ago, she died giving birth to her twins. Only by sacrificing her wolf was she able to return. The pain of her loss had dulled over time but it continued to ache and probably always would especially in these quiet moments when she could almost hear what her wolf would say. Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Jobnib.com. Visit Jobnib.com to read the complete chapters for free. But Phoebe refused to allow herself to become bitter. It was not just her sacrifice. It was also Máni’s. They chose to part so their mate and pups wouldn’t be alone.
Since her recovery, Phoebe learned she no longer possessed immunity to wolfsbane or silver. It happened quite by accident when Lucille pushed a can of beer in her hand during the celebration of the twin’s names. It was an aconite blend and one beer had her head spinning. Since then she learned to be more careful and had undergone wolfsbane training to build up some tolerance.
Her strength, stamina and speed were drastically lessened, though she was still stronger than a normal human. One thing that wasn’t affected was her bond with Jason. If anything, it was stronger than ever. Miraculously, she also retained her ability to mindlink with him and the pack so communication was not an issue.
According to others, her aura was also just as strong. When she entered a room everyone immediately took notice and none dared ridicule her. In fact, most didn’t realize she was wolfless until they were told.
Also, quite unexpectedly, Phoebe noted she retained the ability to sense the bonds of others. She and Kleio had many long discussions about what happened to her and what she learned about silver wolves through her brief conversation with the Moon Goddess.
While the information was important, they both agreed on the need for security. After several conversations with Jason and Elder Ansel, all were in agreement that information concerning silver wolves should be classified. New Moon would retain the information in their special archives and would make it available only when, and if, another silver wolf appeared. This included Eris’s journal, although Phoebe was allowed to retain a copy, now fully restored for herself.
After reading it several times she decided to write her own journal with insights for the next silver wolf. Hopefully, this would help alleviate the alienation she had long harbored during her life.
“We’re back!” Blake and Emma announced as they rushed into the room slinging their backpacks on the floor now that the school day was done.
They immediately joined their little siblings on the floor to help put the puzzle together. From the very beginning they were infatuated with the twins and eagerly took on the roles of big brother and sister. Phoebe smiled enjoying the moment of domestic bliss.
“Hey, beautiful.”
Phoebe looked up and smiled as Jason followed the pups in. He sat down beside her and immediately pulled her into his embrace. He caressed her large, bulging belly eager to meet the pup that would soon be born.
After she was discharged from the hospital two years ago, Phoebe wasn’t sure she would even be able to conceive let alone carry another pup especially after she skipped her next heat cycle completely. However, it seemed it had merely been her body resetting itself and her heat returned in full force the next year, resulting in the pup currently kicking her spleen.
And they weren’t the only ones expanding their family. A year ago, Luke and Mona welcomed their first pup, Patrick. He was definitely the apple of his proud father’s eye. For weeks, Luke was beside himself, never wanting to let the pup out of his sight. Mona came close to barring him from the nursery just to ensure the pup could get a full nap in.
Not surprisingly, Luke was already pestering for another one now that Jason and Phoebe were expecting again, but Mona put her foot down as she needed to focus on her new study. Rogue attacks and feral rogues in general were at an all time low. At the same time, the number of wolves waiting and accepting their fated mates was on the rise. It was too soon to know if the figures represented a correlation or were merely a coincidence, but Phoebe believed it was the former.
“Ben! Oh, my Goddess! Knock it off!” Lucille’s voice echoed throughout the alpha floor. “It’s only been a month! This pup isn’t coming out any time soon!”



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