3rd Person

When Jane and Ethan arrived at Eric’s rental condo, it appeared to be empty. Jane tried to call him but his phone went directly to voicemail, so they sat down on the front steps and waited.

“Why didn’t you tell me about King Aimon?” Jane asked, tired of simply watching the minutes pass by.

When you found out who Eric was, why didn’t you say that his father had it out for you?”

Ethan grimaced, eyeing Jane warily.

“What?” She pressed, realizing he clearly didn’t want to answer her question.

“It’s nothing.” He said, attempting to brush the matter aside. “l just found it a bit… suspicious, that’s all.”

“Suspicious?” Jane repeated with a deep frown.

That he hid it?”

Ethan shook his head and winced as he explained.

“That he just happened to come into your life the way he did.”

Jane blinked. You think it was some sort of scheme?” She guessed, feeling her stomach lurch uncomfortably.

“How did you two meet in the first place?” Ethan asked, resisting the urge to touch Jane. It was a very difficult impulse to control, when they’d been happily married he rarely let her out of arms reach- keeping his hands on her at every opportunity. His wolf wanted the same now, but he didn’t think this was the time.

“It was random” Jane shared, flushing as she related the details to him. “The pups were babies, and I was walking their stroller in the park.”

If circumstances had been different, Ethan might have given her a hard time for all the lies she’d told him about the other man – particularly that they’d had an affair-but he refrained, focusing on the matter at hand. “And what, he just walked up to you and said hello?”

get them to go

what he was doing in the Dark

trying to put one foot in front of the other. I don’t think l

times the stress and was all alone. He hated the idea of her struggling all that time, and part of him

“that he knew who I

just how likely this was. He knew King Aimon’s reputation well, and he wouldn’t put it past the ruthless man to do something

do.” Jane responded, narrowing her

look, Ethan. What

them before Ethan could answer. “What are

She hadn’t even seen Eric approach. Ethan tightened his arm around her, though she wasn’t sure if it

hand, openly glared at their

grimly, “well, not any good word

to ask you some questions.” Ethan interjected, anger simmering just beneath the surface

questions?”

your father” Jane replied. “And about how we became

didn’t believe this was happening, but was resigning himself to accept it. “You’d

at the bustling port with wide

and trying to come up with an escape plan, but escape was very difficult when one was trapped on a

up above deck, gratefully breathing in the first fresh air they’d had in weeks. They gazed out at the bustling

watching a local fishmonger cart his catch off a much smaller boat than the

doesn’ look like any place I’ve

his face still green from being sick for so many days in a row. “The boat’s stopped,

would we go?” Paisley reasoned. “We don’t know anyone here.

back, “We have to do something, we can’t just stay

Paisley.

plan is to run until we lose them.”

and behave yourselves.” A cold voice

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