The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 34 Eve is Disappointe

3rd Person

Ethan was driving Jane straight up the wall. She’d never known anyone who could push her buttons like he did, and what’s more – he truly seemed to enjoy riling her up. She actually wondered how much of his current ploy was actually about power, and how much was simply to tease her.

Jane glanced at Paisley, sleeping so sweetly in her bed, and felt her determination to defy Ethan waiver. He really did need to take a break, and she desperately needed some time alone to figure out what to do about their situation anyway. She couldn’t think when he was in the same room, watching her and turning her on with his mere presence alone.

“Please.” Jane murmured, so quietly she wasn’t certain Ethan would actually hear her.

Ethan flashed her a wolfish grin, “good girl.” Her eyes narrowed to slits, and her mouth opened to offer him a saucy retort, but he pressed a finger to her lips, “ah-ah, don’t make me change my mind.”

Jane bit her tongue until he left the room, but the moment he disappeared down the hall she let off a volley of curses, jumping half a foot into the air when a small voice piped up behind her.

“Mommy said a bad word.”

Eve checked the clock for what felt like the thousandth time.

She’d been waiting for the news of Paisley’s death to break since the night before, and still there was nothing: Nothing in the paper, on the morning shows or even online. What was taking them so long? Maybe Ethan prevented word from getting out so he could grieve in peace, but then why hadn’t he called home?

Neither Eve nor Petra had heard a peep from the man in the last 24 hours, and while his mother might not have any reason to worry, Eve knew better. The horrible possibility that he might be seeking comfort from Jane loomed over her head, and she could barely contain her frustration. It seemed like no matter what she did, nothing was ever enough to make him abandon his mate completely. Even Petra, who had more reason than anyone to hate the she-wolf, wasn’t cooperating with Eve’s plans.

“I don’t understand, why would she fake her death?” Ethan’s mother was saying, taking a sip of her morning coffee. “How would that have helped her?”

“Because,” Eve ground out through clenched teeth, “she probably thought he’d be so relieved to find her alive that he’ d forgive all her past crimes – including cheating on him with the pups’ father.”

“Eve, what are we going to do?” She continued a moment later, “How are we going to stop Jane and protect Paisley at the same time?”

things first, we have to expose Elise Carrington as Jane. Once the world knows she’s been lying to them all this time, it will be easier

herself in the first place? And why did

“I don’t pretend to understand the motives of someone who is clearly mentally disturbed.” She furrowed her brow, “And truly,

process.”

how empathetic the young she-wolf could be for someone who had caused them all so much pain, “We’ll figure something out, darling. And in the meantime I’ll try to encourage Ethan to consider

Eve offered the elder woman a watery smile,” don’t know what

Ethan appeared, looking very grave indeed. Glee swelled in Eve’s chest as she studied him, certain his morose demeanor was confirmation the little brat was dead. She and Petra jumped to their feet

and shaking off his brooding expression, he answered, “nothing. I’ve just come from the hospital. Paisley had her surgery a little early, but she came through like a champ and will be

drain from

Why would he do such a thing? What on earth was going on? With every day that passed, some new calamity seemed to befall Eve. She felt like her life was falling to pieces around her, and it filled her with a righteous anger so volatile and violent she was certain she’d explode

a look of identical

hair, shrugging. “Just a scheduling thing.” When his hand passed over the back of his head he winced, apparently having forgotten

darling, how’s your head?”

adopting an expression of affectionate concern.

Ethan rumbled absentmindedly,

to her breast, looking back and forth between the Alpha and his mother in faux confusion, “What is

Petra prompted when he gave

can I have a word?” He asked gruffly,

Eve smiled, pretending

shutting the door tightly behind him and turning on the she-wolf with

sidling up to him with a worried pout, “I’ve been so worried about you, Ethan. Ever since we heard about your concussion, and now Paisley’s

her hands from his body. “I want to know why you think you can pretend like everything is fine between us, when we both know you’ve been here

Did he know? Had he figured out what she’d done? How was that