The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Ethan

I think l’m going crazy.

This waiting is interminable. I’m worried about my pups, worried about my mate – furious at the Goddess for doing this to us. I might understand if I was the only one who was suffering- I’ve certainly been no saint in the past. But Jane and the children don’t deserve this.

I’ve been staring at my phone, waiting for Jane to respond to my last message, when l hear the first explosions.

The fireworks! I thought, knowing this could only mean one thing. They were coming from Jane’s gate, which means she must have sight of the pups. I jump up from the table where I’ve been losing at chess for the last few hours, forgetting my pretense of being an old man as l take off in her direction.

The elderly man scattered throughout the little park look up at me in shock, but I don’t have time for excuses or explanations. If Jane has eyes on the pup, she needs me. I’m painfully aware of how desperate she’s become, not that I blame her. I was praying that Anita would come to my gate or even Linda’s. I don’t trust Jane not to sacrifice herself for our children, to take needless risks one they’re within reach. If we’d had any choice we never would have split up, but with three gates we didn’t have that luxury.

I run as fast as I can towards the crack and bang of the explosives, but the palace is huge and the gates are very far apart from one another. By the time I round the corner on Jane’s street, I see her tackling Anita to the ground. I feel a rush of pride as I watch her easily best the other woman, wanting to cheer her on but not feeling able to spare the breath. As soon as Anita stops moving Jane leaps off her, rushing towards the back of the van.

Unfortunately I see what she cannot, which is Anita rising up behind her, apparently having played possum. “Jane!” I roar the warning just as Anita lunges for Jane, just as she’d been opening the cargo bay. The doors had been swinging open a moment ago, but now No! I Jane crashes into them beneath Anita’s weight.

I think desperately, still too far away to help. Jane whirls around with a snarl, sinking her fangs into Anita’s hand as the other woman tries to attack.

Anita cries out in surprise and pain, and Jane takes the opportunity to kick her legs out from under her. The she-wolves topple to the ground, immediately shifting into their wolves. Fear slices through me, Jane is just an omega, so small and fragile compared to Anita’s alpha strength. She fights ferociously, with all the righteous outrage of a mother protecting her pups -I can only pray to the goddess that her adrenaline is enough to make up for their difference in size and strength.

the commotion. One of the men cries out when

the scene at the gates that l’m able to knock two of them out before they

mere sentries, and no match for my power. I charge towards them, lashing out with teeth and claws, vicious snarls r!pping through my lungs. The fireworks cleared the area, so no one is around to witness the c*e, but I’m ruthless as I fight. Everything I care about is on the line, and these

as I see Jane begin to fade, then rally. Anita

distracted for a moment when the final guard, a wolf the size of a mountain, bears down on me, but even this is an easy battle. He might have bulk, but I have power beyond anything he could ever imagine. I r!p

the last of the good

unconscious form into the back of the van, and my wolf howls in outrage to see her rough treatment. I take off again, determined to reach my mate and pups

impossible! My wolf groans in my head. They’re too

van, even as she drives through the gates and the huge metal bars close behind her. I’m roaring with pure, undiluted rage, but it doesn’t do any good. More sentries have poured out of the palace in

find myself no longer hunting Anita, but running from the stampede of guards bearing down on me. There are too many to fight, and my only hope now is to get away. If they catch me it will be the end for me and the boys, and Goddess only knows what Aimon will do to Jane and the girls. I have to live to fight another day if I want to rescue them,

feeling horribly guilty

simply packing her body into the van to

wolf. This is why I didn’t want her with us. I knew it was a bad idea to

if she never wakes

remembering the last time I thought

The doctor’s phone call.