***
Jason groaned leaning against the wall as he stroked his member. Phoebe danced in his thoughts…the smell of her smooth, pale skin…her glorious dark mane…the way she fit so neatly against him…her legs, wrapped around him…he shuddered as he ejaculated letting the shower wash it down the drain.
Jason sighed. He could do this. It was all about making Phoebe comfortable. He would ensure she felt safe.
Gradually he would earn her trust. Washing quickly he stepped out of the shower and wrapped his lower half in a towel before entering the closet through a sliding door. He didn’t waste time picking his outfit grabbing a black t-shirt and jeans.
Jason glanced at the empty half of the closet meant for Phoebe. He couldn’t wait to see her new wardrobe.
Stepping back into the bedroom he found her studying the photographs on the mantel. Quietly he slipped his arm around her waist and kissed her neck. Phoebe shivered with pleasure leaning against him. Her receptiveness had Lobo practically bursting as his chest rumbled with a growl.
“What are you looking at, angel?”
“Just your family photos. You were such a cute kid.”
“I’m still cute. Don’t you think?”
“Maybe.”
Jason growled nipping her ear. Phoebe chuckled loving the way he held her.
“We’ll add to this soon enough. I can’t wait to have pictures of you and the pups up here…and your parents.”
“My parents? But all of my family photos are back at Rimrock.”
Jason chuckled kissing her, “You think I would leave anything of you behind?”
He escorted her back to the bed and gestured to the boxes,
“We packed all of your keepsakes for you. Everything else was loaded on a moving truck. It’s all stored in one of the pack’s storehouses for you to sort through later.”
“Everything?”
“The entire contents of your cottage, all your father’s books, the piano…everything.”
“Why would you…” Phoebe stared at him in wonder. “The expense alone.”
“It was precious to you,” Jason shrugged. “If I could have uprooted the whole cottage and garden…l would have.
Phoebe…”
She suddenly pulled his face down pressing their lips together. Jason stared in surprise but quickly wrapped her in his embrace kissing her deeply. He certainly didn’t mind her being aggressive in the least. Letting out a possessive growl he eventually released her so they could catch their breath.
“I take it I did good?” Jason smiled.
A fresh blush colored her cheeks but she nodded. He bowed his head to nuzzle her nose. They might have lingered longer but her stomach suddenly grumbled.
Phoebe blushed but Jason chuckled kissing her forehead.
“My Luna is hungry. I can’t have you missing a meal.”
Jason escorted her out of the room, through the common areas and down the stairs. On the first landing she hesitated wincing as the effort of descending the stairs pulled at her stitches. Jason was at her side immediately to scoop her into his arms. Carrying her bridal-style they reached the bottom floor quickly.
Jason carefully set her on her feet outside the double doors leading to the pack cantina and dining hall. Even with the doors closed she could hear the sounds of playful banter and conversation. Suddenly she was very nervous. Walking around her own pack was different, after all she knew them. Blue Moon was considerably larger and she knew almost none of them. On top of that they were expecting her to fulfill the role of Luna. How would she do this? She couldn’t even remember the last time she had a public meal.
Jason’s arms wound around her and he nuzzled her, “It’s all right, angel. They are going to love you.”
Phoebe took a deep breath and calmed herself. She nodded when she was ready. Jason took her hand kissing it gently before leading her through the doors.
* **
The constant din of the cafeteria immediately fell silent as Jason’s aura reminded them their Alpha was home. Even more than his presence, the addition of a petite, pretty she-wolf had all of their attention. Word had been spreading since his return late last night. Those who had seen Jason cradling his Luna like a bride described her pale, smooth skin and dark, brown hair. She was as pretty and petite as described.
She had been asleep so they weren’t prepared for her otherworldly gray eyes. Some were old enough to recall Norah’s introduction to the pack and were anxious about meeting their new Luna who they knew very little about. Yet as Phoebe quietly observed them they felt a calm, abiding aura despite her obvious nervousness. They were intrigued and drawn to her.
“Miss Phoebe!” a squeal erupted as Emma ran toward her.
Phoebe greeted the pup with a dazzling smile and scooped up the adorable little girl. Pressing her forehead to Emma’s they rubbed noses as a mother would do with her pup.
“Did you sleep all right in your new bed?” Jason asked when the pup’s gaze fell on him.
“Ah-huh. Grandma Norah said I have the princess room.”
“That’s right. A princess room for a princess,” Jason smiled gently tugging on one of her pigtails.
In fact his mother had given Blake and Emma his and Lucille’s childhood bedrooms which were connected through a shared bath. Emma giggled shyly at him. It would take time for him to build a strong bond with the pups but he would. This was the beginning of the family he and Phoebe would build together. Jason glanced at Phoebe to see her eyes shimmering. It seemed the surest way to hers and her wolf’s heart was through the pups.
“Why don’t you two head to the table. I’ll grab us breakfast,” Jason smiled planting a kiss on Phoebe’s temple.
Phoebe blushed but carried Emma to the table occupied by the pups, Luke and several she-wolves she had yet to meet.
The pack continued to watch her scrutinizing every movement she made as she set Emma down and sat next to her.
“Everyone, you’ll have your chance to meet your Luna so relax,” Luke commanded over the pack link reminding them of their manners. “Good morning, Luna.”
“Good morning,” Phoebe blushed. That was not a title she would get used to quickly.
“Let me introduce you… This is former Luna Norah, my mate Mona, Gamma Ben and his mate, as well as your sister-in-law, Lucille.”
Phoebe smiled at them.
“Oh my Goddess! You are so pretty!” Lucille squealed. “Now I feel bad about joking my brother would end up with a hound.”
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