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:”

opinion of women’s intelligence if you think figuring out the painfully obvious shows intelligence.” I proclaim

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

either.” I inform him icily. “We’ve moved beyond the troubles

make conversation” Aimon shrugs, sweeping his arms to the couches

done with it?” I counter. I’m worried about getting food into my pups, but I don’t trust this man enough to

I want

Aimon states coolly.

he’d invited us to dinner instead of tea,

nods again, “As I said-

to become of us when you achieve your aims?” I inquire, nodding towards

would depend” Aimon muses, watching me

I prompt

He chuckles. “I should think that

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 second heir seemed hopeless, but I

is Eric?” I wonder aloud,

announces bleakly. “The point is that once your dear Ethan is out of the way, I’ll finally have the empire l desire, but I

and Ryder, painfully aware of

this have to do with me? Suddenly the thoughts click

worked it out.” Aimon grins. “You’ve already proven yourself capable of bearing an Alpha’s pups, and I admit that of the various women in my orbit -I find your spirit refreshing” He rises from his chair, coming towards us. “Not to mention, your smell..” He breathes in deeply, his eyes beginning to

agree to

come by – 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 a golden opportunity. Don’t worry though – it’s only until you

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