Second Chance Luna
Chapter 102

Panic.

That was the only thing coursing through Jason's mind as he ran toward the exit Phoebe had been taken.

This wasn't happening.

This couldn't be happening.

Turning the corner he arrived to see the smoke slowly clearing. Strewn about was Phoebe's guard. Some were knocked out, others bleeding profusely and they weren't alone. Lying among them were unknown warriors but all of those were dead.

Luke stumbled to his feet helping Mona to stand and carefully inspected her, feeling the rather large bump on the back of her head from when she had been knocked unconscious. Otherwise she was unharmed. But there was no sign of Phoebe. "What happened?" Jason snarled.

"We were headed to the vehicles when smoke canisters were dropped from above," Luke looked up at the grandstand." They came out from those."

He nodded to the line of port-a-potties. It was difficult to imagine a wolf sitting in one for any length of time but it was the only logical hiding place.

"I had her hand," Mona said, "then someone pulled us apart and hit me. I never saw who. They all wore masks."

Jason snarled, causing Luke to pull Mona away from him not sure what he would do if his wolf lashed out. Fur bristled along Jason's arms as he fought Lobo for control. His wolf was desperate but they had to maintain a clear head or else Phoebe was lost for good. "Explain how Achan could plan his escape and Phoebe's abduction that we can't replace either of them!"

"Maybe not," Cam said after wrestling a mask off one of their attackers.

"Excuse me!" Jason demanded.

"I-I don't think it was Achan," Cam said.

"What do you mean? Who else could it be?" Luke asked.

"I know this warrior and he's not a part of the royal guard," Cam nodded at the body in front of him. "He's from Blood Moon.

Jason suddenly felt his blood run cold.

Blood Moon?

"Are you sure?" Luke asked.

"Yeah. He and I..." Cam blushed, his eyes darted to Dash a moment, "he and I had a thing awhile ago. So...I'm sure."

"Find Alpha Thomas, now!" Jason thundered. "Alive! So I can kill him right after he tells me where Phoebe is, now!"

Cringing, several the Blue Moon warriors dispersed. Their spotters placed the Blood Moon alpha in the grandstands along with several others. Rounding him up wouldn't be difficult.

"But why?" Luke shook his head. "It doesn't make any sense."

"I don't care. Just replace him and bring him to me. I only need him to talk. I don't care what condition he's in otherwise."

Jason paced. He could feel his control slipping as Lobo grew more and more enraged. Every time he reached out to Phoebe through the bond he was greeted with silence it was driving him crazy. The bond had not been severed which meant she was alive but the continued silence could only mean she was unconscious.

Phoebe had told him she had a higher tolerance to silver and wolfsbane which meant she would take much more to knock her out if they dared use that. Lobo growled at the thought. She said her wolf could sometimes maintain awareness even if she was knocked out and yet Lobo couldn't contact his mate. He had no idea if she was injured, if she was okay or where she was and someone better provide answers before he lost it.

"Unhand me!" Thomas's voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts and Jason paused as the alpha was thrown at his feet. "What is the meaning of this?"

"Where is my Luna!" Jason snarled his aura pouring out as if suddenly a dam was broken.

Thomas flinched, baring his neck in reflex before daring to look at the enraged, newly-appointed king, "Jason."

"Where is Phoebe!"

"I-I don't know."

"Liar!" Jason kicked the lifeless form of one of the deceased warriors. "These are your men! Where have you taken my Mate!"

Thomas looked at the c*****e around him for the first time. Only moments ago he felt the tethers of these warriors break during the chaos unfolding after the duel. Panicked he had been trying to contact the other pack members he brought as an escort but was receiving silence instead. "I-I don't know," Thomas finally spoke. "These men were Katrina's escort."

"Katrina?" Jason repeated. "Where is she?"

"I don't know! That's what I've been trying to replace out ever since I felt these men die. They were supposed to be protecting her."

"Jason, if these are Katrina's men that means she's the one who took Phoebe," Luke said. "Why? I don't know."

"Find her and I'll ask right after I break every bone in her body," Jason growled. "Find her! Find Phoebe!"

Just what game was Katrina playing?

***

Phoebe stirred. Her head was pounding and her neck was sore and stiff. Slowly she managed to open her eyes only to wince at the bright light above her. What happened?

She struggled to recall as her memories slowly pieced themselves together: the duel, Jason's victory, the first prince's escape, her escort being attacked. Luke and Mona!

Phoebe instinctively tried to reach for them through the packlink but felt nothing back. She hoped they were all right. But where was she?

"Well, look who is finally awake."

The harsh voice was familiar but not one she expected to hear again. Phoebe managed to push her aching body to a sitting position and finally took in her situation.

She was in a cell. Silver bars kept her locked in a small space with only a camping cot and a bucket. The single small window also had silver bars and given its height she assumed they were in a basement.

Beyond her cell the rest of the basement was opulently decorated and furnished complete with king-size bed, leather-bound seating and even a table currently being set for two by a mute omega. The absurdity of the juxtaposition made her head ache even as the tantalizing smell of food made her stomach turn.

And she wasn't alone.

Seated on the sofa were certainly two of her least favorite wolves: Katrina and Camilla. She wasn't expecting them but somehow she also wasn't surprised. It made a sick sort of sense given their obsession with Jason but they had to know this wasn't going to end well for either of them.

"Hello Katrina, Camilla. I wish I could say it was a pleasure."

Katrina snorted but Camilla was enraged by her nonchalant greeting, "You are nothing! Nobody! And you dare act superior to me! Just who do you think you are?"

"Phoebe Aiman, Luna of Blue Moon and as of not long ago, your Queen," Phoebe answered evenly.

"Queen!" Camilla burst out laughing. "And do, pray tell, what queen rules of a twelve-by-twelve cell?"

"I won't be here long."

"Oh, such confidence! Nobody knows where you are," Camilla declared, "and as much wolfsbane as we injected into you... your wolf is probably dead so there is no hope for you at all!" 'Máni? Máni!'

'I'm here,' came a weak reply. 'She wasn't kidding about the wolfsbane either. It was highly pure, although laced with something I'm not sure of!'

'What about the pup? Did it hurt our pup?'

'No. I shielded it first. That's why you've been out so long. I'm sorry!'

'No. It's okay. You did the right thing. Do you know where we are?'

'Not precisely. We're still in Calgary. You've been out for an hour, maybe. I can't sense Mate. The silver is interfering!

'Can we, is there any way we can contact him?'

'I can try. There is no silver in the walls, floor or ceiling but...it's the new moon and my powers are lessened. I don't know if I can reach over the distance after getting rid of the wolfsbane. 'Save your strength for now and recover,' Phoebe glanced at the two she-wolves.

She didn't know how they were together. She didn't know they were even friends. Were they friends? Judging by their body language and how they sat as far from each other as possible, Phoebe didn't think so. So why were they working together? Jason's warning came back to her about how the prince liked to plan. He said it was all like a game of chess which meant...these two were pawns. It seemed the prince set up the board and now she needed to play.

'Máni...

'You can do this. You are smarter than them and they don't know I'm still with you so they don't know our strength. "In that case, keep hanging back. Making them underestimate us in the key! 'Let's not forget the game is only over when the king is captured but the queen is the most powerful piece on the board.'

Phoebe took a deep breath and settled her mind. She could do this. Jason was searching for her and Máni was recovering, waiting for the right time. It would be all right. She just had to play her part of the board. Now, it was time to rattle the cage and test the waters.

She looked at her captors as she slowly got to her feet. Her body was stiff and sore but nothing felt broken. Phoebe messaged the aching spot on her neck from the injection they gave her. She let her gaze wander and took in her surroundings again to give them the idea she was re-evaluating her situation before looking at them again.

"Well, it's nice to see you two getting along. Misery loves company, after all."

"You b***h!" Camilla snarled. "This is all your fault! None of this would have happened if not for you! I'd be Luna right now!"

"I doubt that very much," Phoebe scoffed. "You aren't suited for leadership. Will would never have allowed such a weak-willed she-wolf stand at his side."

"What!" Camilla leapt to her feet.

"Sit down!" Katrina sneered. "She's just calling it as she sees it. And she's not wrong. You are pathetic."

"You're one to talk, Miss Blood Moon Princess. You like to act all high-and-mighty but you're no better than me."

"I am ten times better than you!" Katrina lurched to her feet. "I have alpha blood!"

"And where has that gotten you?" Camilla scoffed. "You are in the exact same boat as I am."

Katrina snarled before pouncing on her. The she-wolves rolled on the floor trading blows; pounding and slashing each other. Camilla struggled to roll them over as Katrina gripped her hair and bashed her head against the floor.

'Well that was easy,' Máni muttered. 'Do you even think they remember we're here?'

"Enough!" a voice boomed as looming figure descended down the stair.

The master of the house had returned.