A shiver traveled down Phoebe’s spine at the thought of Rimrock being overrun and slaughtered by royal warriors.
Jason’s embrace tightened quelling her unspoken fears and reminding her she was no longer with that pack. That’s right, she was with Blue Moon now and the situation was different.
No matter how much he might want to the king couldn’t just march in and raze the pack. Blue Moon was too strong and too notable for that. They also had too many allies, allies that would not stand idly by. Did Máni know this would happen? Her wolf was being oddly silent.
“So…what happens now?”
“First, we return to the estate and get you a change of clothes,” Jason said making her blush.
That’s right she was still very much naked, covered only in a tablecloth.
“Then Ben is going to contact our pilots and arrange for immediate departure. The jet needs to be refueled and we need to file a flight plan with the humans.”
Ben nodded. Jason didn’t often make use of Blue Moon’s private jet unless time was of the essence. Most wolves preferred to keep their feet on the ground. Returning to the pack as quickly as possible and keeping Phoebe safe was his priority. The king could not challenge Blue Moon outright but as long as they were here they were only a small force and vulnerable to attack.
Even as their limo pulled up to Blue Moon’s estate Ben was already on the phone making arrangements. It was like a mini pack of its own. The mansion served as the packhouse and the grounds included acres of forest all enclosed in a stone wall and guarded by its own dedicated group of elite warriors.
With just over two hundred and fifty staff residing in it year round it really was like a small pack all its own while still enjoying the benefits of a larger pack. Phoebe had been nervous when she first arrived never having any contact with these wolves but she found them equally welcoming to her and eager to meet their Luna. They were so focused on making Phoebe’s stay as pleasant as possible they virtually ignored their alpha. Ben joked Jason was nothing but chopped liver in comparison.
“So, we can’t go for a run?” Phoebe asked. She could feel Máni’s annoyance at having to wait again.
Jason hesitated, saying, “I’m pretty sure if we don’t my wolf will revolt. He’s wanted to run with his mate for months. We have a little time.”
Their driver opened the door allowing Jason to carry her out. He left Ben to make arrangements for their departure as he carried Phoebe around the estate to the spacious backyard and enticing woods beyond. It was nothing like the vast tracks of land encompassing Blue Moon’s territory but for a quick run it would do. It was also closely monitored by cameras and patrols so help was close at hand.
Jason carried her into the trees and finally set her on her feet. Phoebe wobbled before finding her balance again while still cocooned in the tablecloth. Curling a finger under her chin, Jason tilted her face toward his, kissing her tenderly and filling their bond with his love and adoration. It was almost overwhelming.
With a sigh, Jason slowly eased back, stroking her cheek with his thumb, “Wait right here, and don’t look away.”
“Okay,” Phoebe agreed not sure what he wanted.
Reluctantly taking a step back Jason shed his jacket hanging it over a tree branch then yanked off his tie before unbuttoning his shirt.
“Um…Jason?”
“Don’t look away, angel,” Jason said. “Lobo wants to meet you.”
Phoebe’s cheeks heated up as he shrugged out of his shirt before loosening his belt. While most wolves quickly lost their inhibitions when it came to nudity Phoebe had never been around wolves while they shifted. To make matter worse she couldn’t help but ogle Jason’s fit frame and averted her gaze to the ground.
“Eyes up, angel,” Jason reminded
Hesitantly she looked up to see he had kicked off his shoes and shed his pants. His briefs were about to follow but he refused to remove them until she met his eyes. Phoebe bit her lip struggling to hold his gaze as he removed his last • cover and stood in front of her in all his glory.
He smirked as she fought waves of embarrassment and arousal at the sight before her. His eyes swirled amber as he lowered himself and let the shift take over. Dark from bristled all across his body as his joints and bones snapped, realigned and lengthened. There was no sign of pain and happened rather quickly. Perhaps not as smooth as her own shift it was certainly close and in a matter of moments a large, chocolate-brown wolf stood in front of her.


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