Chapter 75 – Ethan Faces the Press
Ethan
The day after the arrest, I wake up before dawn, striding into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee and rouse my ex- hausted brain. It’s still dark out, but when I exit my bedroom I can see the lights are already on down the hall. When I reach the living room I find Jane curled up in the window seat, wide awake and staring out at the waking city.
Frowning deeply, I move to her side, my concern growing when she doesn’t seem to detect my presence. She’s com- pletely lost in her thoughts, and when I reach out to touch her shoulder, she jerks away from me as if she’s been electrocut- ed.
“Easy, Jane.” I shush her softly, “It’s only me.”
Her wide eyes relax slightly, a heavy sigh expelling from her lungs. However she doesn’t relax completely, her muscles are still wound tight as a spring, and my heart aches just look- ing at her distraught face. “Sorry,” She mutters weakly, “you startled me.”
“Have you been up all night?” I question, studying the dark circles beneath her eyes.
She shrugs, averting her gaze. “I had a lot on my mind.”
Thankfully it’s Sunday, so she doesn’t have to go into work, but I can’t help worrying for my poor mate. “Sweetheart, that’s no good.” I scold gently, suddenly regretting letting her go to bed alone. I’d been sorely tempted to stay with her until she fell asleep, but she clearly wanted to be alone so I didn’t
force the issue. “The pups won’t be up for a few hours, you ought to try to get in some rest before they wake.”
“I can’t.” Jane admits, her rosy lips tugging downward. “I tried to sleep, but I couldn’t get my brain to turn off.”
morning seems a bit early to start drinking. Instead I gather her into my arms, ignoring the way she jolts and squirms to escape. Taking a
the fact that her nose is pressed to my chest and she’s obviously smelling me. Silly little omega, I think, does she real-
snuggle her close and stroke her hair, “Now you’re
her dark
and trying not to get distracted by her own
submits, falling into a sleep so deep that she doesn’t even stir when I carry her to bed. Depositing her between the silky sheets, I try to pull away, only to find her small fists clenched in my shirt.
news is far from good. Once again her photo is splashed across the
with the lead investigator. Perhaps he simply believes he’s right and is too prideful to consider another explanation, tak- ing every challenge as an assault on his authority. Or it may be the case that he’s pursuing his own agenda
as skittish as a frightened rab- bit ever since he spoke to her at the funeral, and regardless of the impact on my family, he’s following
direct him to arrange a
throng of re- porters, camera flashes bursting in
know there has been a great deal in the news about my family lately, specifically my former mate, Jane. I can confirm that Elise Carrington is, in fact, Jane Blackwell, but this is where the news’s
the pack respecting our privacy in this matter. We are only interested in moving forward, partic- ularly after the tragic
word ‘murder’ relating to someone so close to me, but I forge on without pausing. “Despite what you may have been told, Jane had absolutely nothing to do with this crime. The person responsible is Eve Mechant, who also engineered the attacks for which Jane was blamed in the police reports recently leaked by the investigative team, as well as my daughter’s attempted murder.
I ask you the following: is the true abuse of power standing up for what is right and defending the innocent, or neglecting one’s duty and allowing a dangerous criminal to roam free, because an easier target is available to take the fall?” A string of mutters moves through the crowds, and I can’t keep the growl out of my voice as I conclude, “I am determined to hold the responsible parties in these terrible events accountable, and you have my word as Alpha that I will not rest until our city is safe and order restored. I will not be taking any ques- tions,
still dangerously close to snapping. However, that only lasts for a moment because as I step off the podium, I see Jane standing just inside the door, watching me with her
be here, and the as- tonished look on her face sparks a pang in my chest. Ignoring the press, I go to her and wrap her in a hug,
have to do that.” Jane murmurs into the curve of my
don’t deserve
you.” Jane breathes, hugging me
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