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.”

setting her aside carefully. “You should

Jane argues, taking hold of my hand. “If you’re going to do this, I’m going

before, tonight it seems ten kilometers long. It takes forever for us to finally reach the doorway, and the scent of blood is so heavy in the air that

the door, I feel like I’m

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

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

nod and turn to the

Jane interrupts before he can answer, her small

I insist. I can’t deal with feelings right now. “Someone killed her in my own

and no signs of a major struggle, which suggests it was probably someone she knew.” The investigator explains. “As you can see her

evidence that Eve has been here?” I demand

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

but I warned you less than a week ago that this would happen if she

have no

time to investigate. anything,” she reminded the investigator pointedly. “And you,” she says,

“I simply want to find the person

enough.” Jane repeats in her best Mom voice, before leading me away. “Look at me Ethan.” Raising my eyes to her reluctantly, 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

and the pups and find someplace to stay tonight. I presume you can go back to Linda’s for a night or two?” I suggest,

“If you think we’re leaving you on your own tonight, you are out

I’m okay,

tomorrow I’ll help you make arrangements.” She corrects me,

crying softly. Rising from my unfamiliar hotel bed, I