The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 103

3rd Person

In the end it was a good thing that Jane collapsed into Ethan’s arms, because if he hadn’t been occupied with comforting her, he probably would have killed the investigator. “Where did they go? Where would she take them?” He demanded, his harsh voice as far a cry from his tender treatment of Jane as possible. He rubbed her back and k!ssed her hair, all the while snarling threats and demands at the pale-faced man behind them.

“I don’t know!” The former detective exclaimed in a panic. “I swear they were here when I left. Eve must have known I was going to turn her in, she must have moved them.”

“Call it in.” Ethan ordered the police Commander, who hovered just behind his ex-employee as if he expected him to make a run for it. “I want every tracker on the force out here, now.” Glaring at the investigator, he pressed. “You have no idea where she would go?

Other hideouts? Escape plans? Even the smallest hint could help.”

“If l knew l would tell you.” The detective insisted.

I don’t know anything.”

Smothering his frustration, the Alpha looked down at Jane as she wept inconsolably into his collar.”Janey, look at me” He instructed, unsurprised when she did no such thing. “I need to find their trail” He explained regretfully, “I have to leave you for a little while.”

“No!” Jane argued, his words jolting her out of her despair. “I’ll go with you, we’ll have a better chance of finding them if we’re together.”

He nodded, not wanting to let her out of his sight anyway, and understanding her need to help. “Do you know which way Eve brought them in?” Ethan questioned the investigator.

“Probably the same way we did” He shared, shrugging. “She was coming from the same place after all.”

Ethan nodded, scenting the air around them. The pups’scent was trailing off down the street in the opposite direction, and his pulse spiked as the first stage of the chase commenced. In some ways it was no different from tracking a deer in the woods or some faceless foe- at the end of the day a hunt was a hunt.

However this time was more important than any hunt he’d ever taken part in before. His entire world was on the line if he failed, and the adrenaline pumping through his veins was stronger than any he’d ever felt.

and leading her away

commander, “But take

told, absconding with the detective before they’d even rounded the corner. He had no idea how far Eve might have taken them, but he knew every second counted. “Let’s

wolves will be better at

simply shredding them as her wolf burst out. Ethan did the same, and together they broke into a trot, their noses pressed to the

escaped and forced Eve to chase them. Their distinct scents were not part of the acrid blend of waste, decay and Eve. Further, there was a smear of blood on the pavement Ethan was certain belonged to the horrible she-wolf. Blinking at his mate, he didn’t know whether to be

leaned her weight into the Alpha, clearly thinking the same thing. What had

into the darkness, deep frowns consuming their young

plan. Even if they had been able to plan a route, they didn’t know where they started out,

anxiously, her slight

should ask someone for help.” Ryder suggested, sounding far more

Mommy’s rules for getting lost, which were easier said than done in their current predicament: stay put, stay together, and

wouldn’t be able to find anyone who fit Jane’s criteria for trustworthiness. No parents were taking their pups out this late at night, and no businesses were open either. “We should stay

we have to keep moving.” Parker insisted. “lf we stay here Eve might find us, she’s

Riley responded. “I don’t have any idea where we are. Paisley,

I’ve never been to this part of the city” She answered sadly, “but I don’ wanna stay in this alley,

deeper in the narrow

noises grew louder then, and the frightened

Parker murmured, taking his sister’s hands,

furry burst out of the darkness and darted past them, making all four pups yelp in surprise. It was only a raccoon, a huge raccoon made fat by feasting nightly in restaurant dumpsters, but a raccoon.

the dimly lit thoroughfare, they were met by the towering figures of three grisly

hands bore scars from fighting, and all three wore the haggard expressions of men who had led very

offered them a smile – at least, that’s what they thought it was. In practice it looked far more like a grimace. “Hello there, what are you little ones doing out so

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