The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 64-Shock

Ethan

How pathetic is it that I’ve only been away from Jane a few hours, but I already miss her? It didn’t help that the entire way. through the kids’ movie, I had nothing but time to think about my lovely mate. Strange as it seems, I just didn’t find a bunch of animated woodland animals frolicking through a silly adventure as compelling as Jane. Still the kids enjoyed it, and my heart swelled in my chest the moment that Ryder crawled into my lap for no other reason than that he wanted to be close to me while we watched.

Now, as we return to the penthouse, I can’t wait to watch them act out the story for their mother. They’re currently debating the best part of the film, but the fine hairs on the back of my neck stand on end the closer we draw to the apartment building. As we round the corner, I see a blinding array of flashing lights, and police cars flooding the street in front of the entrance.

My first thought is of Jane, and before I can think twice, I scoop two pups up in each arm and race up to the first officer I see. “What happened?”

The woman pales the moment she sees me, “Alpha, I’m so sorry…” She begins, clearly unsure of how to voice her next words.

“Just tell me.” I demand, feeling the pups anxious energy increase as my own spirals out of control.

“It’s your mother.” The officer utters as gently as she can. She

glances at the children nervously, “she’s gone, sir.”

Too many feelings bombard me at once. I’m both relieved it’s not my mate, and incapable of processing the shock of hearing my mother is dead. “I…” staring at the woman helplessly, I look down at the children in my arms, whose little faces are turned up at me in confusion. “Is there someone who can take care of them for a little while?”

Five minutes later I’m getting off the elevator, and immediately set eyes on Jane talking to a detective in the hallway. Her head turns my way the moment I step off, and then she’s rushing towards me. Her eyes are red-rimmed, and she looks a bit shell-shocked. “Ethan don’t, you don’t want to go in there.”

“What happened?” I reply, stroking her cheek, “are you okay?”

“I just came home and found her.” Jane murmured, her voice sounding distant. “Please, I’m telling you, you don’t want to see her that way.”

her, setting her aside carefully.

“If

long. It takes forever for us to finally reach the doorway, and the scent of blood is so

we finally reach the door, I

– a nightmare to be more exact. My mother is lying in the middle of the foyer, surrounded by evidence markers and a pool of crimson. Her eyes are wide and unseeing, and where her throat is supposed to be, there is

down to do so, but Jane stops me. “We can’t touch her.” She cautions, and for the first time I notice that her shoes are bloody on

I nod and turn to the investigator behind us.

Jane interrupts before he can answer, her small hand rubbing

deal with feelings right now. “Someone killed her in

signs of a major struggle, which suggests it was probably someone she knew.” The investigator explains. “As you can see her throat was ripped out, but from the looks of it, it was a small paw – so probably

any evidence that Eve has been here?”

what her motive would be for attacking your mother. They got on well didn’t they?” The man

than a week ago that this would happen

we have

you haven’t had time to investigate. anything,” she reminded the investigator pointedly. “And you,” she says, turning to me, “are

object. “I simply want to find the person responsible, and every

I see only an outpouring of compassion. “I’m so sorry. I know how much your mother meant to you, and I can only imagine how difficult it is to process all this. The next few days are going to be hard enough to get through without you getting in trouble for attacking that idiot

I agree and drag a hand through my hair. “I guess… I guess we should pack some bags for us and the pups and find someplace to stay tonight. I presume you can go back to

“If you think we’re leaving you

okay,

and tomorrow I’ll help you

wake to hear Jane tossing and turning in her bed, moaning in her sleep and crying softly. Rising from my unfamiliar hotel bed, I cross the suite and push open the door to her bedroom, instantly