The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 68

Chapter 68 – Ethan Stands up for Jane

3rd Person

Ethan glanced at Jane out of the corner of his eye. She’ been incredibly tense all evening, even with the pups. They were currently preparing dinner together, and every time Ethan came near her her little body wound up as tight as a spring. He couldn’t keep quiet anymore after she jumpec three feet in the air from a light touch on the waist, simply be cause he’d wanted to nudge her out of the way of the silver ware drawer.

“Janey, what’s going on? You’re being as skittish as a star tled rabbit.” He asked, turning her to face him.

“Nothing.” She uttered, averting her gaze.

“Eyes.” He ordered, noting the way she squirmed against him rather than obey. “Now, little wolf.” He ordered. Jane gradually peeked up at him from beneath her lashes, sulking as she caved to his authority. “Tell me the truth.”

“Nothing’s wrong,” She repeated, “I’m just tired.”

Ethan growled, but before he could ask her anything more, a knock sounded at the door. “This isn’t over.” He in formed her sternly, going to answer the knock. When the door swung open, he found the murder investigator waiting on the other side.

“Detective, come in.” The sound of a glass breaking filled the air, and Ethan turned to see Jane staring at the door with wide eyes, the wine glass she’d been holding a moment ago now smashed at her feet. “Are you okay?” He asked, worriedly, trying to recall whether or not she was wearing anything on

her feet.

She recovered quickly, turning to grab a broom, “I’m fine, sorry.”

“Just give us a sec.” Ethan told the investigator going to help Jane. Rounding the counter he saw a pair of house slip pers on her feet, and she held up a hand to him. “I’ve got it, Ethan. Go talk to the investigator.”

“Actually I’m here to speak with you, Ms Blackwell.” The detective replied.

Ethan was so distracted by the way Jane’s shoulders slumped in defeat, that he almost didn’t notice the officer call ing her by the correct name – almost. “What’s this about?”

“Well I came to follow up on our conversation at the funer al.” He explained, baffling Ethan and making Jane deflate even

further.

didn’t realize you spoke at the funeral.” Ethan frowned, thinking that the whole day had been a daze, but he felt like he would remember Jane telling him this.

“Oh really?” The detective questioned slyly, eyeing Jane in a way Ethan didn’t like one bit. “I suppose I shouldn’t make anything of that, should I?” He gloats. “Now, I know you want ed to have a lawyer for our next meeting, but -”

interrupted. “Why would she need a lawyer, and why are you interviewing her at all. My mother was the victim,

announced shakily, “He thinks I killed

Ethan snarled, staring at the investigator in shock. “What the

evidence, Alpha.” The detective answers, “Very strong

is this the first time I’m hearing about this?” He demanded, looking back and forth between them. For a moment he thought this explained Jane’s odd behavior perfectly, but then he recalled that the funeral was over a week before, and she’d only started

didn’t want to burden you with it when you were

excuse.” The

man, before turning back to

this, Jane.” He told her simply, “whether I was mourning or not. And you,” He snarled, looking

in her hands. She heard the kids running in a moment later and didn’t even have time to feel exasperated about their knack for terrible

and Riley with a lift, before clambering up the poles like monkeys themselves. “Mommy, why was that tective being mean to you?” Riley

had overheard. They were master eavesdroppers

his head to

Jane sighed, “He thinks

glances. “Something

faces, struggling with

She didn’t want to confuse or frighten

want to lie to them

was listening as the detective de scribed the status of the investigation, relating the evidence about Jane’s dress, as well as a few others

Petra’s clenched

to me.” Ethan ordered.

a dress from Jane’s closet and hair from

here.” He stated, forcing the

Jane didn’t have

her nails or flecked on her skin, which

if she’d killed a woman with her bare claws.

she didn’t

mother

reminds me.

accurate, for more than

reports were fraudulent.” Ethan rum bled, “A cruel scheme engineered

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