Second Chance Luna (Phoebe and Jason) novel Chapter 89

“It’s not supposed to,” Phoebe said surprising him.

Jason blinked staring at him.

“It’s not about him. It’s about you and what holding onto your resentment is doing to you.”

“How can I forgive him after what he did?”

Phoebe shook her head, “It’s not about forgiving him. It’s about letting it go. After Graham rejected me I held onto that hurt for years. It slowly ate away at me. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t want to leave my room.”

Jason tensed stifling a growl at the mention of her former mate. She stroked his cheek soothing him.

“I hated him so much and it made me hate myself,” Phoebe sighed. “I wondered what was wrong with me that he didn’t want me.”

“Phoebe, there is nothing wrong with you.”

“I know. But it took me quite awhile to get there,” Phoebe smiled. “Eventually I learned to let him go. I didn’t do it for him. I did it for myself because I was needed. Blake and Emma, the other pups needed me.”

Jason let out a slow breath. He hated her thinking about her former mate and her past struggles but she never showed a trace of emotion herself. Whenever she talked about it there was always a disinterested tone to her voice as if she was relating someone else’s past. He hated her tone almost as much as he hated what happened to her. Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Jobnib.com. Visit Jobnib.com to read the complete chapters for free. She should be angry. “I was angry for a long time,” Phoebe said stroking her cheek. “But that isn’t a healthy way to live. So I moved on. I gave up hope of finding a second chance mate, which I shouldn’t have done, but that didn’t stop me from meeting you. Did it?”

“No.” Jason leaned forward and nuzzled her. “You made me chase you but I didn’t mind.”

“You don’t have to forgive your father,” Phoebe said, “but let go of your anger. I’d rather our pup didn’t imprint on that.” “Our pup,” Jason breathed looking at the envelope partially crushed in his hand.

“Is there anything in there that will change who you are?” Phoebe prompted. “Or change what we have together?”

“No.” Jason caressed her cheek and tucked a hair behind her ear. “You are my everything.”

With a sigh he straightened out the envelope and opened it before drawing out the paper inside. He wasn’t certain if it was longer or shorter than he expected. Phoebe stroked his hair letting him read at his own pace. He didn’t need to but he read it aloud trying to keep his voice even.

To My Son,

I made mistakes. I admit that. I never did right by your mother or you and it nearly cost me everything. Even though you and your mother lived I still lost you. I lost your mother’s trust and your respect. There is nothing I can say that will change that but I owe you the explanation you demanded from me.

I always wanted my fated mate: longed for her, looked for her whenever I ventured some place new. I already knew she was not a part of my pack. I didn’t care what she was: alpha, beta, omega, rogue or witch. It wouldn’t have mattered to me. I wanted her and only her by my side but I was not patient.

I didn’t wait for her. I indulged in other she-wolves to pass the time. The she-wolves I spent most of my time with were members of my pack. We grew up together, went to the same school. I considered them friends and later friends with benefits. My wolf wasn’t happy with me but my time with them meant nothing.

Apparently they didn’t feel the same way. I don’t know if I did not make the situation clear and misled them or if they deliberately ignored it and misled themselves, but they thought I would settle for a chosen mate. That wasn’t my intention and I certainly didn’t want any of them to reject their fated mates in hopes of being with me.

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