The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 150

Jane

I’ve never met a King before.

I’m not sure what I expected – a fancy throne? An old man in a crown and fur-lined cape? A golden scepter? King Aimon doesn’t fulfill any of these expectations. Instead I find a middle-aged man in simple clothing, seated in a private parlor in the Palace’s East Wing. The pups and I are herded inside by his guards, but I stop in the doorway, not wanting to move any closer to our captor.

The room is set up as if a tea party is about to be held, with a steaming china kettle and an array of snacks on silver trays. Normally I would have my hands full having to hold the pups back from all the cakes and sweets, but they’re all cowering safely behind me, not trusting this strange situation.

The King rises to his feet as the door closes behind us.”Well I can certainly see why you turned my feckless son’s head.” Aimon says by way of greeting. The words aren’t a compliment – he says them entirely without feeling or emotion, and his face is an expressionless mask. “I’m pleased to meet you at last, Jane.”

“You’ll forgive me if l don’t return the sentiment.” I bite, keeping my pups huddled behind my legs.

“Anita tells me you put up quite the fight trying to rescue your little ones.” For the first time a note of approval enters his voice. “I hope she didn’t rough you up too badly.”

I want to tell him that Ethan will kill him either way, but I keep my mouth shut. We have to play this smart. I need to figure out what he’s planning, and l have to make him believe we won’t try to escape. It will be so much harder to get away if he’s let on to our intentions.

“What does it matter?” I question, wishing I could have this conversation without the pups present, but unwilling to let them out of my sight. “We both know that any you ransom you try to collect on us will only be for show – so our condition is irrelevant.”

“What makes you say that?” The king questions shrewdly.

“Because you don’t need money.” I declare, gesturing to our luxurious surroundings. “The only ways you stand to gain here are politically.”

He nods, “Eric always said you were clever:”

women’s intelligence if you think figuring

does smile, he cheeks splitting into a terrifying leer. “If I didn’t know better, l’d never believe you were an omega.

my mate won’t work either.” I inform him icily. “We’ve

just trying to make conversation” Aimon shrugs, sweeping his arms to the couches and tea service. “Won’t you

you just tell me what you want and be done with it?” I counter. I’m worried about getting food into my pups,

giving me what I want just by

Aimon states coolly.

instead of tea, there would be some

again, “As

become of us when you achieve your

that would depend” Aimon

what?” I prompt

chuckles. “I should think

searching the peripheries of my vision for some sort of weapon, or any implement that might aid in our escape. When I don’t respond, Aimon continues, “I had one heir worthy of taking over my throne when I die, but as you know I outlived him. My

I wonder

is that once your dear Ethan is out of the way, I’ll finally have the empire l desire, but I won’t have anyone to

of the threat they pose to Aimon as Ethan’s

telling me this? What does this have to do with me? Suddenly the thoughts click in my brain,surely he’s not suggesting what

in my orbit -I find your spirit refreshing” He rises from

would agree to be your

and your current litter is proof of why Alphas and omegas are fated thus. I’m sure l’ll never meet another omega again, and I’m not so foolish as to pass up

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