The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapte 35 Jane Pulls a Vanishing A

Jane

Spinning to face Paisley, I find her sitting up in bed, her green eyes wide but still glazed with the remnants of sleep. This is the first time since the surgery that she’s seemed truly lucid, and I have to fight every protective instinct in my body to immediately begin interrogating her about who visited her before she went under.

“Hello my love.” | greet her, crossing the room to sit at the edge of her bed. “How are you feeling?”

“Funny.” Paisley answers with a yawn. “Why were you swearing, Mommy?”

Brushing her hair back from her face, I offer her a lopsided smile. “I was just feeling a little out of sorts.” I confess, “But I shouldn’t have said those things.”

Paisley leans forward, raising her hand to her mouth and secretively whispering “I’s heard Daddy say some of dose words too sometimes.” She grins sheepishly, “but he says dey’ re bad words and only bad Daddies say dem in front of pups.”

“And what do you think?” I ask her, overjoyed that she’s up and talking,

She thinks for a moment before deciding, “I tink he’s a good Daddy.”

“I think so too.” I share, unable to stop myself from kissing her little hands. “And I’m so glad you’re alright Paisley, you really scared me for a while there.”

“How’d I do that?” She asks, looking worried.

“It’s not anything you did, little one.” I assure her, “I just get nervous about surgeries. You’re such a brave girl.”

“I’s my last one, you know?” Paisley tells me with excitement. “I never have to have ‘nother.”

“I know.” I beam, “and you know, that means my game of hide and seek with Daddy can end soon too.”

“Really?” She exclaims, “you mean you can be my Mommy?”

to my lips. “It’s not over yet, so we have

agrees, looking unusually somber

completely in the dark, but I can’t tell her too much either. She still has weeks of physical therapy to get through before she’ll

an answer, because her precious little face lights

can

bouncing up and down in her

“let’s you and

———

Ethan

better than I did when I got home, the steaming spray worked wonders on my tense muscles, but all my stress remains. I’m still overwhelmed

than the she-wolf dwelling under my own roof. Jane’s words from earlier ring in my head: whoever poisoned Paisley is someone you know, someone with the motive to hurt you or get Paisley out of the way. Get Paisley out of the

thought had never occurred to me before, after all, Paisley isn’t my heir. She’ll never be Alpha, so the only reason someone could want her out of the way, is if Paisley was somehow keeping us apart. Eve obviously wants to marry me, and Paisley despises her. If she’s willing to torpedo her own business

towel, I watch my mother’s reflection in the mirror, “I suppose you’ve come to tell

came to

admit bleakly,

retreat into my closet to get changed. “You know it might be easier to carry the weight of your responsibilities

marry Eve again-” I begin, only to

“She’s been like family to us for years now. She’s lived

she might be willing to do anything too, including kill. “I don’t love her.” | remind my mother, “And I know how

cries, “she saved my

unless it’s absolutely necessary. At this point Eve is Mom’s only friend, and if she knew what I’m beginning to suspect… well, let’s just say it would

It would be better for everyone if she tried to find him instead of pining

mate either.” Mom argues, a bitter note entering her voice.

Jane. She never got over my chosen mate’s betrayal, and she never forgave me for not leaving her afterwards. In fact, it’s so rare for her

know,

Elise?” She clarifies, studying her fingernails as

if Eve has figured out the