Chapter 22- Jane Visits the Past

Jane

Yelping in surprise, I suddenly find myself fully clothed and half submerged in the tub. Ethan’s strong arms are around me for the second time this evening as he cuddles me close, sending all sorts of confusing feelings through my body.

“I thought the idea was to clean things up, not make a bigger mess.” Linda’s amused voice sounded from the doorway.

| glance at Ethan, who is now sound asleep again, clutching me to his chest as if I’m a teddy bear. “Stop teasing and help me!” I hiss at Linda, trying and failing to wriggle free.

It takes both of us to untangle me from Ethan’s arms, with Linda laughing the entire time despite my frequent glares. “The doctor’s on his way.” Linda announced when I’m finally free. “And Ethan could probably use a few items from the penthouse. A change of clothes, toothbrush- that sort of thing. I doubt he’s go ing to be up to going home tonight.”

“What?” | exclaim. “You’re not suggesting I go there, are

you?”

“Jane, either you go there, or his mother or Eve comes here.

It’s the lesser of two evils, babe.”

“We can just buy him new clothes.” I argue.

“In the middle of the night?” Linda reminds me, “besides, someone has to notify them he won’t be coming home tonight, unless you want them to come looking.”

“Fine.” | grumble in frustration. “But I’m not happy about it.”

Arriving at the penthouse is like walking straight into the past. I haven’t been here in years, and I never wanted to return in the first place. Everything looks exactly the same, at least it does until I get into the apartment. The Doorman buzzed me upstairs just like old times, and Even came to the door with a shocked look on her pretty face. “Elise, what on earth are you doing here?” She questions defensively.

“I’m afraid Ethan’s been hurt.” I explain softly.

“What!?” She cries, pressing her hand to her chest.

“He fell and hit his head. The doctor is seeing him now, at my

friend Linda’s, but I need to get him some fresh clothes and toi letries for the meantime.” I sigh.

“What on earth is he doing at Linda’s?” Eve demands, “How did he fall?”

answer, a dignified woman comes gliding down the hall. She’s beautiful despite her advanced years, and so ele gant | ache

“Jane?”

deny smoothly, “I’m Elise Carrington,

meet you.”

extending her hand. “Forgive me,

has a concussion – you see I own La Louve and we were celebrating our new deal when he fell and hit his head.” Lowering my voice to a

looking around as if needing to make herself useful, “Of course,

more different within. Like any other home with children, the presence of a pup is

door.

I barely realize I’ve drifted down the hall towards Ethan’ s room. It’s not until I

the

Carrington my ass.” She’s telling Petra. “Mark

words, that is Jane.”

why is she pretending to

murmurs.

and clearly this is the only

replies. “We can’t let that

the petty she-wolf answers, “We

straight into the

I’d much rather

time Ethan supported me so much that he fought for my right to have a career beyond being an Alpha’s mate. I got my degree, graduated with honors and got

minutes, I had everything

career, and the world as my

Eve had called herself my best friend. We hadn’t known each other for very long, but she was so generous that she orga nized a girl’s trip with my new mother-in-law to

NightFang Pack’s territory before the rogues descended. At the time I didn’t understand why they only attacked Ethan’s mother, Petra. Nor could I figure out why my legs seemed frozen

call a warning, no sound came out. I was trapped in my own

into the fray. My body came back to life the moment she moved, but instead of shifting to fight by her side,

of is that

spell, because though I could see and feel everything that was happening, I was certainly not the one in control.

can still taste her blood, still feel the horror and helpless ness of those

never harmed anyone before that

I came to paralyze

and unable to shift – or so

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