#Chapter 86 – Ethan Goes on a Bender

Jane

As I stare at the knife in my hands, I have

to smother a shiver. I’m not sure I could

actually go through with stabbing

someone – and it occurs to me that any

thief or burglar might just as easily take the weapon from my hands and use it

against me. 1

Maybe I should just call the police? I think nervously. Or Ethan, he might be a

pain in my ass but if he thought we were

in danger he’d be here faster than any cop. Still my protective maternal

instincts are in high gear, and I know I’m

willing to risk my own life to defend my

pups.

I’m almost to the peephole, still uncertain if investigating is the most

sensible choice, when I hear a familiar growl. “Janey?” Ethan’s muddled voice

rises on the other side of the door, and I

immediately relax. “I know you’re there,” he slurs in a sing-song voice, “I

can smell you!”

Oh goddess, he’s drunk. I realize, lowering the knife. I set it down on the hall table, striding forward without hesitation. So drunk he can’t open the

damned door.

Wrenching the door open, I almost topple over when Ethan’s big body falls into my legs. He must have been sitting with his back to the door, because now his head is resting against my knee as I struggle to stay upright. Groaning, I bend down and hook my arms beneath his own, “Come on you, on your feet!” I encourage, trying to lift him and failing, “Oh for fuck’s sake, you weight a ton!”

Ethan chuckles, surging to his feet and

reaching out to steady himself by latching onto the nearest object – which

unfortunately happens to be me. The next thing I know we’re tumbling to the

ground together, and despite his clear

inebriation, he does manage to roll so

that my fall is cushioned by his body. Swearing, I try to scramble off of him, but he’s faster, rising to his feet and carrying

me with him. I don’t untense until my

feet are firmly back on the ground. As strong as he is, I don’t trust him to stand on his own two feet right now, let alone support my weight.

“You better not be making a habit of this, Ethan.” I scold. This is the second time

he’s gone on a bender like this, drowning his sorrows

booze.

“You’re about to leave, and take the pups with you… what will it matter if I become a

I proclaim gently, leading him

and wallow, or lie around feeling sorry

I do. I’ve

before, maybe that’s

family.” He

behind me.

I insist, closing the

talking. You scared me half to death by the way. I thought someone

he might be speaking the truth. “What were you even thinking, coming home in

pups had

me?”

the spot. “I’ll go, I’ll go

can escape the bedroom, “You’re

swaying on his feet, but he seems to hone in on me now, looking down at me with tortured intensity. “I’m so sorry,

hurt you, I never wanted

you.”

to get this over with. “Just go to sleep, you’ll feel better in

I wont. I’ll never feel better.” He

my face

don’t leave. I don’t

and the

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you still have the pack.

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him, “We were never meant

don’t mix,

we didn’t listen.” My fingers

his wrists, though I

to detach his

for all we know you

fated mate out there waiting for you to find her.” I say, speaking one of my deepest, longest hidden secrets

I know he

thing, to fear something so much when it would solve all my problems.

the first

our worst days, and even remained

in

status, I kept

tell me that he’d found his

mate

vigorously

can

he’s undeterred. “I

the Goddess sends me a hundred mates, I will only ever

sound like I don’t care, or like I actually

the

head as if I’ve completely lost my

her.”

repeat, stunned

I’ve misheard him.

mate – years ago, before everything went wrong.” He announces, baffling me completely. “She didn’t hold a

apparently incapable of coming

how much

drink?”

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