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?”

Once the world knows she’s been lying to them all this time, it will be easier to bring her down.” Eve answered

“Why disguise herself in the first place? And why did she divorce Ethan if she still

about ready to strangle the woman. If she didn’t need Petra to convince Ethan to marry her, she might have done just that. “I don’t pretend to understand the motives of someone who is clearly mentally disturbed.” She furrowed her brow, “And truly, I hope she gets the help she so dearly needs, but we can’t allow her to harm Ethan or

process.”

out, darling. And in the meantime I’ll try to

Eve offered the elder woman a watery smile,”

indeed. Glee swelled in Eve’s chest as she studied him, certain his morose demeanor was confirmation the little brat was dead. She

Petra on the cheek 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 able to come home

color drain from her face at

possibly have survived the poison. Was he lying? She thought, near hysterics. 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

look of identical worry, “Why did they have to take

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

how’s your head?” Petra

yes, we heard about your fall!” Eve exclaimed, adopting an expression of affectionate concern. “You poor thing! Does

fine.” Ethan rumbled

pressed her palm to her breast, looking back and forth between the Alpha and his mother in faux

prompted when he gave no

word?” He asked gruffly,

course.” Eve smiled,

study, shutting the door tightly behind him and turning on

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 surgery! You must be under

why you think you can pretend

Eve. Did he know? Had he figured out what