The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 142

Jane

I don’t know how it happened, but suddenly I’m crying.

I’m sprawled out on Ethan’s chest, hot tears sliding down my cheeks. His brow furrows with concern, and he takes my face in his hands, searching my eyes for answers. “Sweetheart, what is it? Was I too rough with you?”

I shake my head, not feeling up to speaking at this particular moment. Ethan relaxes slightly, using the pads of his thumbs to wipe away my tears. “Then what’s wrong?”

Doesn’t he know what he’s doing to me? Doesn’t he realize how powerful those words are? What they mean to me? Does he even remember that first time?

How difficult it was for me to tell him even before I’d had my heart smashed to pieces?.

Before I can reply the door swings open, and I hear Linda’s shocked voice break the tension-laden air, “Oh my Goddess! Why didn’t you two lock the door.”

I whip my head in her direction, hearing Ethan hiss with annoyance when I take my eyes from him. “We assumed anyone entering a bedroom would knock.” I tease my friend.

Linda rolls her eyes. “It’s a hotel room and we’re in a shared suite.”

Ethan pulls a sheet up to cover my exposed backside, and I look up at him in amusement. “I think she’s seen it all before.”

He’s watching me too closely, and I can tell he doesn’t want to release me. Ethan has always hated seeing me cry, and all of his instincts must be demanding he make it better -I’m sure that’s why he’s trying to cover me up right now. It’s in his bones to protect, and there’s nothing else he can do right now. I can also tell he doesn’t approve of me avoiding telling him why l’m upset by focusing on my friend, but I need a moment.

“No luck?” l question, referring to her shift calling the theater company.

“No.’ She sighs, “I’m sorry. At this rate l don’t think we’re going to get in touch tonight.”

me to think

have cell service either” Ethan

for my

say we keep calling, but only until room service

to argue, and Ethan swats my behind, seeming to forget that we have an

hot and bothered again – we only just finished making love. I’m sure if Ethan touched me now I would be too sensitive, still that achy, antsy energy is rising up inside me again.

isn’t going to

his l!ps to my ear, lowering his voice to a husky whisper. “You’ve only just finished dealing with the consequences of the last

shoot him a glare. Can I really love someone who scolds me this way, who sees it as his right and duty to boss me around? And why does it turn

then again, how many omegas have the freedom to be political? I suppose l like feeling like he cares enough to make the effort. After all, setting limits is part of

do want to dig myself deeper, just to see what he’ll do, how far l can push him. Of course, Ethan reads my feelings without any problem, and soon he’s laughing, his ch3st

he tickles me. missed this.

l’m still here, right?” Linda quips

carefully climbing out of bed and wrapping myself in a robe. “Let’s

later, when dinner is long past and Ethan and I are getting ready for bed, he

why you were crying earlier?” He asks, coming up behind me and sliding

me you love me”‘ l confess, feeling braver now that I’ve had a moment to process

made you sad?” He

scares me.” I whisper, staring at my hands as I nervously

as if the concept is truly foreign. What must it like to be such a powerful alpha? Afraid of nothing, except perhaps losing his loved ones. Does he even know what it is to feel vulnerable? Helpless? l know he feels helpless when the

“More so, the way it makes me feel… the way I want to say

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