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.”

shift.”I decide. “It kills me to think the pups might be

they are, they won’t have cell service either” Ethan murmurs. “And you need to eat and

not hungry.” I lie, only for my stomach

keep calling, but only until room service can bring up

Ethan swats my behind, seeming to forget that we have

chuckles darkly. Surely l’m not already feeling 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. “You’ve been sick” Ethan reminds me, “you need to

half an hour isn’t going to make a

whisper. “You’ve only just finished dealing with the consequences of the last time you disobeyed me, do you really want to dig yourself

really love someone who scolds me this way, who sees it as his right and duty to boss me

to be political? I suppose l like feeling like

deeper, just to see what he’ll do, how far l can push him. Of course, Ethan reads my feelings without any

and bursting into gleeful laughter as he tickles me. missed this. I’ve missed just… playing. When was the last time l got to be

l’m still here,

out of bed and wrapping myself in a robe. “Let’s look at a menu, and then we can order

are getting ready for bed, he finally brings

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

you love me”‘ l confess, feeling braver

that made you sad?” He questions, clearly

at

except perhaps losing his loved ones. Does he even know what it is to feel vulnerable? Helpless? l know he feels helpless when the pups or I are hurting and he can’t fix it, but that’s not quite the same. It’s not like the life of an omega, where there is so

I reveal, shrugging. “More so, the

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