Startled Tracy scooted backward and tumbled out of the bed to the floor. Her sudden surprise drew her wolf closer aiding her sight in the dim room as Phoebe sat up clutching the comforter close to cover her nudity as she studied the she-wolf with a sigh. It was the second time in as many days a female obsessed with her mate intruded in what was supposed to be their private sanctuary despite the increase in security measures.
“W-what are you doing here?” Tracy demanded.
“This is my room,” Phoebe answered. “Where else would I sleep? Shouldn’t I be asking you that…although I think I already know the answer.”
Tracy moved to reply but snapped her mouth closed again.
What could she say? Phoebe studied the she-wolf with a look of pity, but such behavior couldn’t be tolerated.
Her eyes shimmered silver as Máni woke from her slumber.
As their spirits synced Phoebe’s voice took a richer, huskier tone, “Do you have any idea what you are doing to your Mate? He will feel every moment of your betrayal as pain rips through him, shattering his soul into a million pieces. Is that what you want?”
“Nobody asked you,” Tracy sneered feeling her face warm with embarrassment.
“I wasn’t talking to you,” Phoebe gently admonished her voice still in its lower register. “You should know most Lunas won’t be as understanding as me. If you want to keep your Mate, pup, you’ll have to be more assertive. You cannot hide in the dark anymore. Understand? You are the daughter of an alpha. Act like it.”
Phoebe’s eyes flickered back to gray as the bathroom door opened. The sound of the toilet flushing echoed as Jason stepped out. His form briefly backlit from the soft glow of the bathroom’s light. Tracy softly gasped as her gaze took in his hard, nude form. He was even more magnificent than she guessed.
Jason yawned reaching the bed and was surprised to find Phoebe sitting up waiting for him. Sliding beside her his arms immediately engulfed her as he buried his nose into the nape of her neck kissing her loudly.
“Jason,” Phoebe sighed her voice once again normal. “We have a visitor!”
“What visitor?” Jason slowly pulled away before catching the smell of their intruder. His gaze fell on Tracy and he growled.
“What are you doing here?”
Tracy shivered as his enraged aura washed over her. His eyes shimmered amber as his wolf pressed close. There was no sign of sympathy, pity or desire for her.
..Jason,” Phoebe said stroking his cheek and gently turning his attention back to her.
He relaxed his aura withdrawing. Her scent was calm and all-consuming causing him to relax and his wolf to subside. She chuckled as his embrace tightened.
“Our guest was just leaving. Weren’t you?”
“What are you…” Tracy’s protest suddenly fell silent as her eyes shimmered. Her voice became nasally and in a higher pitch, “Yes Luna. I understand.”
Tracy turned walking toward the door. Her gait was awkward almost robotic or perhaps like a puppet on strings. But it was to be expected. Wolf spirits were not accustomed to their human form and moving it was not as instinctual as it was in wolf form but it was not impossible.
Reaching the door she opened it and continued on her way.
Phoebe sighed opening a mindlink to the guard standing on the landing leading to their floor. No doubt he would be surprised but she didn’t want the young she wolf harmed.
She just wanted her escorted back to her room and watched to ensure she didn’t wander again.
“What..just happened?” Jason asked watching the she-wolf’s retreat.
“Just giving her some friendly advice: she-wolf to she-wolf,”
Phoebe shrugged.
Jason looked at her confused and somewhat skeptical. Yet she didn’t seem perturbed and she wasn’t injured. He supposed he could let it slide for the time being, “Have I told you today how amazing you are?”
“Well, since it is past midnight…no. First time today.”

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