Second Chance Luna
Chapter 96

"Chris," Jason said evenly, "you remember Elder Ansel. Hello, Emily."

"Alpha," the other she-wolf greeted shooting her impatient mate a look. "We're sorry for the intrusion. We'll come back later."

"Wait, please," Ansel stood, "did you just say you have information on the fate of wolfkind?"

Emily and Christina hesitated, glancing at Jason. He rubbed his temples considering his next words carefully. This was his territory and they were pack members on a sanctioned fact-replaceing mission so he was well within his right to order Ansel out. It was pack business yet Christina's words rang in his mind as did their earlier warning. What if the implications were far beyond just his own pack? If so, he would need the Council on his side.

"Elder Ansel, take a seat. Chris, Em, you too," Jason gestured to the couch. They sat side-by-side apprehensive at the way his aura fluctuated. He glanced at Luke reaching out for Phoebe, "Phoebe?"

"Jason? Is something wrong? Your aura is all over the place."

"Could you join me in the office, please?"

"Of course."

Jason let out an uneasy breath. He had no idea if he was doing the right thing but he knew he needed his Luna. Lobo was prowling his mind like a caged animal and they needed Phoebe's presence to calm them or they wouldn't be able to think straight. Jason pinched the bridge of his nose trying to stave off the beginning of a headache.

The door opened and the smell of lilac and sage wafted toward him as Phoebe entered. She glanced quickly around the room recognizing Ansel but most concerning to her was Jason's aura. He had been anxious for days and his wolf restless. No doubt the elder was here to discuss the approaching duel but first thing was first.

Without a word she went to Jason embracing him as his arms wrapped around her. He bowed his head breathing in her scent as his wolf finally relaxed. Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Ebookex.com. Visit Ebookex.com to read the complete chapters for free. They stood forehead to forehead letting his aura settle. Once he took a breath he sat and pulled her into his lap. She didn't protest knowing he needed her close to keep him and his wolf calm.

"Phoebe, you remember Elder Ansel," Jason slowly reclaimed his control. Phoebe acknowledged him before turning her attention to the she-wolves. "You haven't met yet, but this is Christina and Emily."

"Oh! Hello," Phoebe smiled at them. "Ben and Lucy have told me so much about you!"

"Luna," the pair smiled in return, studying their Luna.

She was as petite and pretty as they had been told. But it was her aura that rendered them speechless. It was calm and all-encompassing. It swirled around them like a gentle breeze. Their wolves curled up enjoying the peace resonating within.

"Chirst and Em like to travel so they often gather information for me," Jason said as some sort of explanation to Ansel." Chris, Em, Elder Ansel is here to discuss my upcoming duel."

"Duel?" Emily repeated. That was news to them.

"Prince Nolan challenged Jason for his title and control of Blue Moon," Luke told them, letting the implications sink in.

"Yes, and as I was explaining, because this duel is for the alpha title Blue Moon's high-ranking members have to be present, including his Luna."

Jason growled, "Phoebe is not going anywhere near it."

"Shh, shh," Phoebe hushed running her hand through his hair.

Jason sighed leaning into her touch letting her sooth him and his wolf. Ansel watched, slowly relaxing. Only moments ago Jason was practically enraged and now he was docile as a kitten. Well...maybe not quite that docile. "If Jason is risking his pack what is the prince risking?" Emily asked.

"Well..."

"I mean, fair is fair," she looked to the elder. "I don't think you appreciate the gravity of the situation at all."

"I'm afraid I don't understand," Ansel said.

"Chris and Em have been gathering information for me and apparently an informant of theirs told them about a rumor concerning the royal family...certainly one I never heard before."

He nodded for them to continue. Being of calmer mind, Emily explained, "A few generations ago the wolf king sought a consultation with a witch seer. Supposedly his grandmother had made a future prediction and he wanted to confirm it." Ansel raised an eyebrow at that but didn't interrupt.

"There is almost no record of this happening but we did manage to track down the Coven he most likely visited. When we got there the Reverend Mother confirmed the rumor is based on actual events. In fact, her grandmother was the seer he saw. Apparently

witches don't record their predictions so what she told him was never written down; however, after he left she made another prediction and instructed her daughters to pass it down.

"She said there would come a day that other wolves would visit asking about the king and when they did they were to be told: the line will end in white and a new one will begin in silver." "What is that supposed to mean?" Luke snorted.

"That was my reaction," Christina seconded, "but Em thinks she figured it out."

"It was a prediction made to wolves so I believe it is about us," Emily explained, "specifically white and silver wolves. Both are rare so what are the chances for there to be one of each at the same time?"

"So you think it's about Selena and me?" Phoebe said, "but what line are they referring to?"

"I think it means the royal line," Emily said. "Selena is the last of the king's progeny and none of her siblings have pups of their own. Hence, the royal line ends with the white wolf."

"And a new one begins in silver," Phoebe repeated her hand settling over her stomach. Could it be?

'Máni, is what she said true?'

'Maybe. I don't know.'

Phoebe could feel her wolf's uncertainty and knew there was no deception. But how? Why? Was this the Goddess's plan? Instead of replacing werewolves with another creature as she did Lycans she intended to replace the royal lineage? Just start over? "Now, let's not jump to conclusions," Ansel advised, "after all, this could be considered treason."

"Treason? Are you f*****g kidding me?" Christina snapped. "You think tossing out scum is treason? What about a king that kills his own mate because he's impatient to have another pup and steals another wolf's mate? What about a prince that tortures his bed partners and kills them for kicks including his own mate? Are you telling me that sick and depraved family deserves to sit on the throne they built out of blood? I say it's time they were tossed out. The Goddess herself declares it's time to start over. So let's wipe the slate clean and get on with it."

"Chris..."

"No, I'm tired of all these kings and princes and alphas who think they can do whatever they please and there are no consequences. They t*****e their mates then reject them and cast them aside like garbage when the only real trash is them! Are we wolves or aren't we? Do we follow the Moon Goddess or don't we?" Christina suddenly leapt to her feet. "I say, let's go Jace. You're one of the few alphas who isn't a raging d**k. You got my vote."

"A counter challenge," Luke suddenly spoke. "If they want your Alpha title then they can put up their crown. Whether they do or not when you beat Nolan they are going to lose face so why not make them bleed?" "Can Jason really do that?" Phoebe asked.

"It's not completely without precedent," Ansel said, "I believe humans call it upping the ante, but it's a risk."

"Riskier than taking his Luna into neutral territory where the wolves threatening her life are waiting to pounce?" Luke asked.

Jason's aura spiked. Phoebe continued running her fingers through his hair. She leaned close kissing his cheek. Her presence soothed him and he relaxed.

"It's your call, alpha," Luke said, "what do you want to do?"