Chapter 40 – Engaged

Jane

I’m almost as stunned as Ethan is that Eric just announced we’ re engaged. We never discussed telling such a lie, but I have to admit it was certainly effective. Ethan looks downright furious. Beyond furious, he looks apoplectic with rage.

“Excuse me?” He snarls.

“You heard me.” Eric answers smoothly. “We’re engaged.”

Ethan’s dark eyes leap to my ring finger, “I don’t see a ring.” He remarks shrewdly.

“I have terrible taste in jewelry.” Eric explains, “I thought Jane would prefer to pick out her own ring rather than wear whatever hideous design I chose. We were going to go shopping as soon as she got home, but I missed her too much to stay away.”

“That’s so sweet.” I pretend to swoon, “maybe we can go

shopping here.”

“That’s a great idea!” Eric exclaims, “Do you have any suggestions for jewelers, Alpha?” He asks, his icy blue eyes sharp as daggers, “you used to be married right? Who did you use?”

“No one you could afford.” Ethan scowls.

“Actually Eric is very successful.” | chime in, “he’s probably as wealthy as you are, in fact.”

“Oh really?” Ethan seethes.

In any other circumstance I would be annoyed beyond belief to have these two wolves fighting over me like I’m some kind of toy, but at the moment I know it’s necessary.

“Well I don’t like to brag.” Eric shrugs modestly, “but I’ve done quite well for myself.”

“How nice for you.” Ethan grumbles.

in his arms, the little girl waving at me in confusion as she’s carted away. My

he let his jealousy blind him to the

he seemed gwumpy.”

he did, didn’t he?” I

in my ear. I’d be

fret, “Eric

we actually have to get

that.” I share nervously. “It’s Ethan. He doesn’t give up easily, and he already

thing.” Eric encourages. “You called me because you needed help, so let me

his support, I nod and lean into his warm embrace. I truly don’t know what I would do without him and Linda, but I’m also very worried about how messy that confrontation was. I never intended it to happen in front of my pups, and even though they’ve gone back to playing on the jungle gym, I can’t help but worry about how much

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3rd Person

had listened to every single word the grown ups exchanged, and while

Ethan came along they’d actually dreamed of her doing just that, but

off with Paisley so suddenly had prevented them from talking to Paisley about their plans. They hadn’t gotten a chance to warn her

heavy mechanical smells and squealing in squeamish disgust as she tried to identify her break line. She held a pair of wire cutters in one hand, and had covered herself in a protective

many failed attempts to rid herself of her brat problem, she was determined not to let anything else get in the way of her plans. She couldn’t help feeling like her luck was running

strategy she knew and trusted- one that had worked all too well when she needed to turn Ethan against Jane: Play the martyr. No one ever gets angry at the selfless hero who’s injured in the pursuit of doing good. She cackled, thoroughly pleased with herself when she finally identified the break

Paisley into the car

it turned out, harder than she would have guessed. Paisley was in the kitchen baking with her grandmother when Eve entered, earning a warm welcome from Petra and a sullen glare from the pup. The little brat had never liked

Eve thought reassuringly to herself as she strode into the cozy

She asked

merely blinked,

scolded, sounded aghast. “Don’t be that way. Eve

a huge, fake smile. “I wanted to see if you’d like to go have some ice cream? That way your Grandma can run some of her

with Grandma.”

want to run errands with me. They’re boring.” Petra

Grandma!” The

ice cream.” Petra reminded her

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