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 out the painfully

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

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

to the couches and tea service. “Won’t you sit down? You all

me what you want and be done with it?” I counter. I’m worried about getting food into my pups, but I don’t trust

me what I want just by being

Aimon states coolly.

against Ethan?” I guess, wishing we’d arrived later. Maybe if he’d invited us to dinner instead of tea, there would be some knives about. “To what end? To steal

nods again, “As I said-

when you achieve your aims?”

depend” Aimon muses, watching

what?” I

He chuckles. “I

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 gave him the opportunity to prove himself,

Eric?” I wonder aloud,

out of the way,

of the

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

my orbit -I find your spirit refreshing” He rises from his chair, coming

you think I would agree to be your

l’ll never meet another omega again, and I’m not so foolish as to pass

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