The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 129

Ethan

I’m by the marina when I catch a familiar scent, and my mind instantly transports me back to the alley where we lost track of the pups’ scent in Cité de la Nuit.

My wolf howls in my head, and l immediately begin following the trail. It’s a struggle to continue hobbling along in the guise of an old man, rather than breaking into a run and chasing down my prey. Somehow I find the patience to go slowly, following the scent to a dive bar just off the pier.

Peering inside, I see a few rough looking men gathered at the bar, smoking and drinking huge pints of ale. I c0ck my ears towards the sounds of their voices, trying to match the scent to its owner.

“It’s your turn to get the tab, Griff” One of the shifters grumbles.

“I can’t. You know our job went bust” The man in question answers bitterly. “I’Il be lucky if l get paid before we get back to the continent.”

“Yeah, yeah” the first man scoffs, “it’s always the same story with you, you roll into town every few months and mooch off of us, always leaving someone else to pay off your debts. I don’t know why we put up with you.”

“Because without me you’d run out of merchandise ” Griff replies, putting enough emphasis on the word to make me think whatever he provides them isn’t legal.”This s**t hole wouldn’t be nearly as much fun without our girls.”

“That’s true enough.” Another bar fly agrees, “but you didn’t bring any this time.”

“It was a special job – l already told you.” Griff explains, “Anita said we’d make our usual shipment on

schedule, this is just a one-off.”

“A failed one- off” The first man frowns, “where is Anita anyway.”

“She went ahead to the capital – and thank the Goddess, I hate being around her when she’s in a foul mood. Talk about no fun” Griff chuckled.

wouldn’t mind destroying all these ruffians – it’s clear they all take part in abusing trafficked women, talking about them as if they’re nothing more than items for sale. Still, I can’t afford to

how I can extract the trafficker from the scene without drawing attention to myself, I study the small bar, noting the exits and dark corners. After a moment my eyes land on the grimey restrooms, and I realize all | have to do is wait. Eventually Griff will have to relieve himself, and

bloodthirsty by the minute, especially as I continue to listen to the despicable men carouse. As the minutes tick by I also try to untangle the meaning behind his

suspicions about the pups escaping correct? When Griff finally stands

and that there’s a lock on the door. I quickly slide the bolt home, and

voice little more than a guttural

you?” He demands hoarsely. “What do

I inhale deeply, catching the unmistakable scent of the kids, even if it is a few days old. “Tell me scum,” I begin

he’d frozen before, it’s nothing Alpha.” It compared to the way he shrivels up now. takes me a moment to realize that he’s

darkly. “And if you want to live, you’ll tell me where they

have them!” He assures

does?” I demand, thinking this is even easier than I expected. It’s amazing how spineless even the worst criminals can be. Then again, l could r!p his throat out at a moment’s

the capital, and they convinced us to stop so one of the boys

a sudden I remember Jane’s nightmares about the pups being alone in the rainforest, and my stomach sinks. Were those only bad

she having some sort of premonition? “Where

King’s highway.” He chokes, “just past the

after them?” I snap, trying to

still have wounds in my feet.” He whines, as if he thinks

that they aren’t with the King, but Jane was

l inquire, remembering this

doesn’t tell us her plans.” Griff mutters, sounding a bit sullen. “But if l had to guess, she’s gone to tell the King the pups are here, so that

been in knots for days- wind themselves even tighter.”Do you have a way to get in contact

a phone number” He shares, quickly rattling

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