The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 11 Family drama

Ethan

Following the direction of Paisley’s pointing finger, I scan the crowded courtyard for my daughter’s look alike. Despite my best efforts, I don’t see anyone fitting her description. I believe Paisley saw a child who resembled her, but it seems like she’s gone now. “I’m sorry sweetheart, I don’t see her.”

Paisley drags her expectant gaze from my face, looking back across the mall. Her little face scrunches up in disappointment when she too fails to find the child in question. “Daddy, I swear. She looked exactly like me! Maybe she’s my sister!”

Chuckling warmly, I tug my pup towards the theater entrance. “I know you want a sister, my love, but your mommy only gave birth to you.”

“No, daddy, that was my sister.” She insists stubbornly. “I decided!”

This is not the first time my daughter has invented an imaginary sibling or invisible friend to play with, after all, don’t all children at this age? I know it’s no use arguing, and I don’t want to stifle her creativity. Instead I shake my head in amusement and agree, “All right little one. Sister or not, it’s time for the movie.”

From her expression, Paisley suspects I’m merely humoring her, but she doesn’t argue. She’s too excited to see this film. For the next two hours, my sweet pup delights at the antics of the characters on the sprawling silver screen, and I sit back and enjoy the sound of her laughter. With her medical

troubles I have to relish every moment of joy we can find, especially the simple joys like this one.

elevator up to the top floor of the shopping center, entering our favorite restaurant, which offers a 360 degree view of my beautiful city. Stuffing our faces full of rich Italian food, we gaze out the floor to ceiling windows as night falls over Nightfang Valley. Just as thousands of electric lights spark to life below us, illuminating the darkened city, Paisley begins to dance in her seat. “Daddy

always hate navigating public facilities like this. If Jane was here she could take our pup inside the ladies’ room and help her through the process.

of attractive young women in line offer to help Paisley, but my little girl has a prideful streak. “Daddy I’m not a baby ‘nymore, I can use

I vow, raising my

While Paisley disappears inside, I try to

but I can feel their eyes on me nonetheless. This is the downside of being Alpha; I can’t go anywhere without being recognized, and the tabloids keep my private life plastered across the front page. These

walk

up and belatedly wondering if she somehow managed to change clothes in the

and fight

my arms. I don’t know what game she’s playing, but I don’t care for it: she’s

not Paisley!” She narrows her green eyes to slits, “I’m Riley and I don’t like you. Let

small voice sounds in the vicinity of my hip, and I look down to find

them being their clothes, “What? How is this possible?” Scenting the pup in my arms, I realize she truly isn’t Paisley. She smells similar, but Paisley’s fragrance is slightly sweeter and more

daughter begins bouncing up

sunglasses sweeps through the crowd and plucks Riley out of my hands, stunning me so completely I freeze in place. She’s already moving away when Paisley calls after

rather than my other senses. By the time I knock enough