Second Chance Luna (Phoebe and Jason) novel Chapter 76

Jason groaned slowly stirring. His head pounded and every sound echoed painfully in his ears. Every inch of his body ached, even his hair if that were possible. His chest felt tight as if a weight rested on it. Forcing his eyes open he found the weight was quite literal as Phoebe lay with her head pillowed on his chest.

Her dark hair spilled over his shoulder and her arm draped across his waist. She breathed deep and relaxed. Though he certainly didn’t mind the view he wondered how late they had slept.

“Earth to Jason,” Lucille’s voice intruded. “Any survivors?”

Jason growled as his headache pinched, “Now is not a good time for humor. What time is it?”

“He lives!”

“Luce.”

The link vibrated with her laughter, “It’s almost one o’clock.”

“What?! How could you let me sleep so late?! I have to organize patrols, increase security…”

“Relax! Already done and done. Luke increased patrols and the warriors are on high alert. Ben’s making inquiries into the royal family and everything to do with silver wolves so relax.”

Jason let out an uneasy sigh. He was glad things were being done but they shouldn’t have let him sleep so long.

“By the way….I hope you are sitting down. We got back to the pack three days ago.”

“Three days. It’s been three days!! How?”

Lucille’s mirth echoed through the link, “It’s called a heat cycle, brother dear.”

Jason’s gaze widened as he recalled arriving at the packhouse and carrying Phoebe to bed. She felt like she had a fever. And then…

Oh…

That was three days ago? But how? He shifted his aching body. Did they mate again after that? How many times in three days?

“Hey Jace, everything all right?”

“Yeah. I suppose. I remember getting back but not much after. Just snippets.”

“Phoebe’s heat probably triggered a rut,” Lucille answered rather sagely. “Memory loss isn’t uncommon, especially for your first time.”

Jason ran a hand through his hair.

“It’s lucky your bedroom is soundproof. I can only image how badly our ears would have bled.”

He groaned and felt his face warm at the thought.

“Mom and I have been sliding food trays under the door for you two. Your wolf definitely wasn’t letting anyone near his Luna during her heat.”

“Sorry.”

“It’s fine. But if you are coherent you probably want an actual meal. If it’s safe shall I send up some?”

Jason’s gaze shifted to Phoebe. He ran his fingers through her hair. She moaned softly, snuggling against him. She looked so peaceful he hated to wake her but if what Lucille said was true then she hadn’t had a descent meal in three days and that he couldn’t allow, especially now.

“Give us another hour,” Jason finally said. “Then send it up.”

“Sure.”

He couldn’t help but hear her chuckle. With a sigh he turned his attention to Phoebe still sleeping peacefully, no doubt as unaware of the past three days as he was.

“Phoebe? Angel? You need to wake up, luv.”

She sighed muttering unintelligibly as he nudged her. He shook her shoulder a little more forcefully trying to stir her awake.

“Phoebe?”

Finally she raised her head groaning at the soreness that had settled throughout her body. Jason grimaced at her discomfort but movement would help. She slowly stretched looking up at him.

“Jason?”

“Hello, angel,” he cradled her close as he rolled so they lay facing each other. “How do you feel?” “Um…sore? What time is it?”

“One.”

“One! In the afternoon?” Phoebe suddenly sat up only to whimper as a pain pierced her temple and she fell back down. Jason held her close allowing the bond to sooth her as he gently caressed her smooth curves. He didn’t have to imagine the discomfort she felt as he was certain it mirrored his own.

“Take it easy, angel,” Jason sighed. “There’s more.”

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