Second Chance Luna (Phoebe and Jason) novel Chapter 99

As Jason removed his jacket and shirt Phoebe felt their mindlink open, “Angel, I am going to do everything to win sol can’t let myself to be distracted. I love you with everything I have.”

Phoebe struggled to hold in a gasp as his love poured through their bond until it practically pulsed. It radiated through her like a warm light before suddenly shutting down. She could feel nothing through their bond. It was like a door suddenly slammed shut and now an insurmountable wall separated them. Phoebe wanted to reach out but Máni stopped her.

‘No, we mustn’t. Mate said he was going to do everything to win. We mustn’t distract him!’

‘I know, I just…hate feeling him shut himself off,’ Phoebe fought a shudder.

It wasn’t just their bond he was suppressing. He was shutting down every emotion, every connection and she couldn’t stand it. Jason was so warm, so caring. She couldn’t stand him shutting everything and one out.

‘It’s okay,’ Máni whispered. ‘Mate loves us. You felt it. He is doing this because he loves us and when he is done he will let us feel it again.’

‘Right.’ Phoebe held onto that. Yes, Jason was only doing what he felt was needed to win the fight and after that he would come back to her.

“Luna,” Luke gently directed her to her seat.

Phoebe sat beside Mona trying to keep herself calm but it was a struggle. Without a word, Mona gripped her hand and squeezed while they watched.

“Nolan!”

Phoebe gave a startled jerk at the harsh shout. Her gaze fell on the king then to the second prince. Like Jason he was removing his jacket and shirt but much more deliberately and reluctantly. Despite the fact he initiated the challenge he clearly didn’t want to be there. He looked up at his father’s beckoning.

“Win this!” the king bellowed.

Nolan gave his father a short, curt nod. His gaze lingered on those in the royal box before he turned and entered the ring, the crowd’s energy spiked in preparation. For decades everyone wondered what a fight between Jason and one of the princes would be and now they were finally going to bear witness. It was the Battle Royale they had all taken bets and discussed on more than one occasion.

Phoebe’s attention remained on the royal family. The queen was pale and grim watching her son with a note of sadness. Beside her, the princess didn’t spare her brother a glance and kept waving in hopes of attracting Jason’s attention. The king, on the other hand, turned a venomous glare on her but she expected that and it didn’t bother her as much as it once did. After hearing Christina and Emily’s reports she thought she understood the king better. Now that she understood where his hate came from she could ignore it.

The royal family really had no one to blame but themselves. For centuries they lived decadently, neglecting their fated mates with no remorse. What else could they expect? Did they really think the Goddess would ignore it? If they were worried about a prophecy why didn’t they take measures against it? It was the definition of a self-fulfilling prophecy.

Her gaze passed over him and landed on the first prince who smirked when he noticed her attention. He licked her lips and even kissed the air as if that was somehow appealing to her. She frowned and her gaze did not linger on him a moment longer shifting to the final presence in the box. He had a darker complexion and didn’t seem to be a part of the royal family.

“Luke?”

“Luna?” he glanced at her questioningly not sure why she wanted to talk when the fight was about to begin.

“Who is that standing beside the first Prince?”

Luke glanced at the royal box, “Beta Corwin.”

“Beta?”

“Yes. He’s the son of the king’s Beta. I believe he is one of the princes’ assistants.”

“I see.” Phoebe nodded turning her attention to the ring as the second Prince stepped in. ‘Máni, you felt it, right?’

‘Yes. There is definitely a connection.’

‘But I thought the prince hadn’t found his mate.’

‘Maybe that’s what he wants everyone to think.’

‘And maybe someone found out that shouldn’t,’ Phoebe’s gaze flickered back to the first prince. Jason said he was conniving and dangerous.”

‘Mate is not wrong, Máni growled. ‘His wolf is dead. He no longer has a sane mind. He is unhinged.’

“Luna? Are you all right?” Luke asked sensing her anxiety spike.

“I think the Beta is the second Prince’s mate,” Phoebe said. “And I think the first Prince knows.”

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