The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

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.

and the tight leash Ethan has on his temper snaps. The next thing! know he’s storming away with Paisley in his

business to take care of.” || apologize for their father, hating the way he let his jealousy blind him to the pups’ needs. Doesn’t he realize how confused they’ll be? I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye to Paisley, nor

seemed gwumpy.” Riley informs

he did, didn’t he?” I

say I blame him.” Eric rumbles in my ear. I’d be jealous

fret, “Eric are you sure that was a good

not like we actually have to get

doesn’t give up easily, and he already suspects

encourages. “You called me

I’m also very worried about how messy that confrontation was. I never intended it to happen in

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3rd Person

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

their uncle Eric, but they knew perfectly well that their Mommy wasn’t planning on marrying him. Before Ethan came along they’d actually dreamed of her doing just that, but now that they knew they had a father and a

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

she tried to identify her break line. She held a pair of wire cutters in one hand, and had covered herself

planning all day every day for the better part of a week. After so 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

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, thoroughly pleased with herself when she finally identified the break line and raised the sheers to the cord. Cutting through it quickly, she pushed out from under the car

in place, now all that was left was getting Paisley into the car with her – and

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. She was always getting in the way of Eve’s plans for Ethan and he always seemed to take the

for much longer. Eve thought reassuringly to herself as

you feeling?” She asked in a sickly

blinked, “why’d

aghast. “Don’t be that way. Eve loves

to see if you’d like to go have some ice cream? That way your

stay with Grandma.”

run errands with me. They’re boring.”

Grandma!” The little girl

you love ice cream.”