“I’m telling you, it was strange,” Lucille shook her head. “I mean, Phoebe is so gentle and unassuming but to hear her it was like she was someone else.”
She perched on Ben’s lap while they sat in Jason’s office.
After the sparring match between William and Lily’s first mate, training was rather benign. Jason sat at his desk trying to work but his expression was pensive and Lucille’s recount of their spa day was distracting. Luke leaned against the desk listening to her.
“Was it her wolf?” Luke suddenly asked.
Phoebe’s wolf remained as enigmatic as ever. Her former pack had been convinced she was wolfless though Jason had immediately felt its presence. Even Luke sensed it with little difficulty. There were of course instances of wolf spirits withdrawing after a rejection but that didn’t explain why they hadn’t known about her wolf before that. Even if Phoebe was a late bloomer her wolf would have emerged prior to her rejection.
Since arriving at Blue Moon it had become far easier for them to feel her wolf’s aura though it remained largely quiet. Yet her eyes shimmered silver often and Jason was convinced it was her wolf coming forward. They were all of the same opinion. What made it difficult was that Phoebe’s aura didn’t seem to change at all.
Usually when a wolf spirit came forward their presence and aura shifted allowing all to feel it. However, in Phoebe’s case there was no such shift…at least not unless she was angry as she had been at breakfast. They all felt her aura when confronting the young alpha and his warrior escort.
Yet those instances were few and far between.
Phoebes presence was usually far more subtle but there was no denying her influence. In fighting and disagreements between pack members had decreased and a new sense of unity grew. The warriors increased the intensity and frequency of their training on their own. In fact every member of the pack was performing their tasks with optimal efficiency and taking initiatives to improve them. Everyone seemed to want to impress their Luna with their work.
“Do you think there is something wrong with her wolf?”
Lucille asked. “I mean, it is like sick? Is that even possible?”
“Not necessarily,” Luke said after a moment. “You said her eyes were silver but you didn’t feel her aura, right?”
“Right.”
“Mona says that is a sign that a wolf is so in tune with their spirit that it is virtually impossible to tell one from the other.
“What does that mean?” Lucille asked. It seemed strange to think a person and their wolf spirit could simply switch places on a whim and no one would notice.
Luke sighed trying to recall how Mona explained it to him,” Think of you and your wolf as singing the same song. You are the melody and your wolf is the harmony. The more in tune you are with each other more blended the song becomes.”
“Sure,” Lucille shrugged. She was tone deaf so musical analogies didn’t really mean much to her.
“That’s why alphas usually awaken early,” Luke said. “It allows their souls to more closely sync with their wolves.”
“Right, everyone knows that,” Lucille rolled her eyes.
“Right, but they can sync so closely that they are truly one mind,” Luke said. “There is no disconnect at all between them and their wolves. They are one.”
“Really?” Lucille asked. She and her wolf argued all the time. Sometimes her wolf nagged her worse than her own mother.
“Jason is a prime example,” Luke nodded to him. “He and his wolf are so in-sync sometimes you wouldn’t know his wolf has come forward if you didn’t notice his eyes change.
“That’s true,” Ben agreed. “It’s almost uncanny.”
“And you think Phoebe is the same?” Lucille asked.
“Actually, I think she’s even more in-syne than Jason,” Luke said. “There is almost no difference between her and her wolf.”
“…So is that good or bad?” Lucille asked
“Neither,” Luke shrugged. “I’s just a fact. It explains why she’s so influential without actively expressing her aura. But it also means we won’t always be able to sense when her wolf is exerting its influence.”
“Well, that’s kind of disconcerting,” Lucille said.
Normally when one’s wolf came forward there was a shift which allowed them to prepare and raise their own guard.
Their own wolf would come forward in response. If the only sign that Phoebe’s wolf was present was a change in her eyes than they would be continually blindsided, like today.
“Maybe, but it is fun to watch,” Luke chuckled.
Jason softly growled.
“Relax Jace,” Luke smirked. “You saw the way she handled that young alpha and all those lunas. Name one other Luna who could do that…and with such poise too.”
Jason smiled, and he felt Lobo swell and proud. He never once doubted the Goddess when it came to his fated mated. From the moment he saw Phoebe, scented her, she took his breath away. And every day she amazed him more.
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