The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 My little angel

Jane

“You’re lying!” The sales woman immediately argues. “Elise Carrington is one of the wealthiest women in the world. She would never set a foot outside in such drab clothes.”

Glancing down at my jeans and fitted black top, I press my hand to my cheek in faux shock, “How strange!” | exclaim,”I.. was sure I’d worn my ball gown today. I always try to be as uncomfortable as possible when I fly.”

The women’s faces scrunch up in confusion. Clearly they don’t understand sarcasm. “I was traveling today.” | drawl derisively, “I’m rich, not crazy.”

“What you are, is a liar!” The indignant she-wolf accuses, turning towards her colleague with the phone. “Call security right now.”

“As I said, I know what my perfumes smell like, and this is a fake – as is the one you’re wearing.” | add calmly

“That’s not possible!” She objects swiftly. “My boyfriend bought this for me last year, and he spent thousands of dollars.” She eagerly called the security guard over, “Get this liar out of here!”

“Suit yourself.” | scoff, “It’s your funeral.”

“What are you talking about?” She hisses. “What does a lowly bitch like you know about any of this?”

helping you.” | inform her simply. “Let me guess, your boyfriend bought that bottle here?” Sighing, I remove a travel-sized bottle of perfume from my purse. “This is the real product.” Snatching up a strip of test paper, I spray

she-wolf, I explain, “Top notes of moonflower, night-blooming jasmine, and rare orchids, with basenotes of wolfswood and patchouli.” Exchanging the papers i elaborate, “But this one doesn’t have the orchids or

shade of green as her sharp wolf nose notes the distinct difference. “A-aconite?” She repeats

it could only harm you if ingested, but I assure you it can be absorbed

“No.” She gulps, “…”

her colleagues steps forward, the woman clearly possessing more sense than

question could no longer speak, clearly refusing to accept that

second saleswoman

get these off the

also advise washing off the fragrance.” As she runs to the restrooms, 1 turn to her colleague. “And

——

Eve

an hour later, I stop dead in my tracks. Everyone is in an uproar, and all

I always assumed she must be hideously deformed or something, but the woman in front of me now is anything but. I can only see her back, but a cascade of lustrous golden hair falls down her back and while she’s quite petite, her lithe figure is curved in all the right

and my heart

woman offers me a lethal smile and strides forward, extending

She looks exactly like Jane, but Ethan’s ex-wife died years

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