The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 40

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.

his temper snaps. The next thing! know he’s storming away with Paisley in his arms, the

blind him to the pups’ needs. Doesn’t he realize how confused they’ll be? I didn’t get

seemed gwumpy.”

didn’t

can’t say I blame him.” Eric rumbles in my ear. I’d be

“Eric are you sure

to get married.” Eric reasons, “Engagements end all the

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

encourages. “You

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

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every single word the grown ups exchanged, and while they didn’t understand all of them, they knew enough to recognize their plans for reuniting their

actually dreamed of her doing just that, but now that they knew they

with Paisley so suddenly had prevented them from talking to Paisley about their plans. They hadn’t gotten a chance to warn her that Eve tried to kill her in the hospital, or to inform her they were already working on a plan to get

her car, choking on the 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 tarp in anticipation of fluid spraying when she cut

brat problem, she was determined not to let anything else get in the way of her plans. She couldn’t

return to a 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,

left was getting Paisley into the car with her –

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. She was always getting in the

thought reassuringly to herself as she strode into the cozy

you feeling?” She asked in a

blinked,

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

“I wanted to see if you’d like to go have some ice cream?

with Grandma.” Paisley refused her

run errands with me.

Grandma!” The

Paisley, you love ice cream.” Petra reminded

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