The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 14 Elise Carrington

Eve

I swear, I really will kill that brat.

As soon as Paisley started wailing, Ethan gathered her up and walked out, giving in to the spoiled pup’s tantrum. It seems like no matter what the child does, it’s never enough to make him see what a terror she is. He caves every time she so much as pouts, and trying to make him see the truth only makes him angry.

“I’m sorry dear.” Ethan’s mother, Catherine, sighs. “I tried.”

“I know,” I say, plastering a fake smile on my face, “thank you, I do appreciate your help.”

“Just give him time.” Catherine advises. “Paisley will get used to the idea eventually. It’s hard with pups this age.”

“I understand.” I lie, “though I do think he could be more strict with her. He lets her walk all over him.”

I instantly know the words were a mistake. Catherine’s features harden, and she primly dabs at the corner of her mouth with her napkin. “Paisley isn’t just any child. She’s had to struggle to survive from the moment she was born, she’s growing up with only one parent, and she’s the only thing he has left of Jane.” I can’t believe what I’m hearing, Catherine hated Jane – I made sure of it.

As if she can read my thoughts, Catherine continues, “You

very hard when she died. I don’t know any parent that wouldn’t go easy on their pup under such circumstances.” Her eyes soften then, and a soft smile crosses her features, “You’ll understand one day,

off my own arm. I think snidely, unable to imagine

get what I want so long as the brat is alive. The only hope I have is to get rid of her – for good. A plan begins to form in my mind while Catherine and I continue to chat. I’ve clearly been too passive thus far. I should have killed Paisley a long time ago, but it’s no use dwelling on things I cannot change. I’ll make up for my past mistakes in no time flat,

Jane

into Eve’s atelier, I try to remember how to breathe. By this time tomorrow the kids and I will be on a plane home. I just have to get the contract signed, and then everything can go back to normal. No more close encounters with my ex husband, no more painful ordeals with Paisley. The next time I

of the boutique, I finally manage to take in some precious gasps of oxygen.

of my alter-ego, I stride up to the receptionist, who falls all over herself to assist me. Apparently saving her life won me some favor with the woman,

shop, asking me if I’d like any refreshments three times and only ceasing when I promise I’m fine. Pulling off my sunglasses, I gaze around the sleek offices with begrudging respect. As

my surroundings when the young she-wolf leads me into the empty conference room, “Eve will

door when an all-too-familiar scent reaches my nose – one that does not belong to Eve. I whip around to find Ethan walking into the small space,

How could I have been so stupid? How could I let myself have anything to do with a business Ethan helped fund? How could I stay here after running into him?

B-line around the huge alpha, tensing up as I pass him – certain he’ll reach out and grab me at any moment. Yet he doesn’t, he watches me with a cocky smirk, letting me slip back out

to a stop even though I want nothing more than to run

only long enough to shoot the infuriating man a glare, “this meeting

business so long.” He

Eve.” | reply stiffly.

me sternly, “I’m the primary shareholder in the boutique,