The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Ethan

I couldn’t be more shocked if Jane had pulled out a knife and stabbed me. I can’t believe what I’m hearing -I can’t believe what I’m saying. My beautiful, intelligent, passionate mate is begging on her knees, offering to become my slave again if I’ll only reconsider rejecting the pups. The irony is unbearable. I rejected her in part to avoid shackling her to a madman, and now she’s suggesting that very same thing – only worse.

As I look down at her, struggling to comprehend that this is really happening, my wolf tries to burst free, only to find himself hobbled and motionless – stuck within the steely confines of my skin. He doesn’t stop, thrashing violently inside me, rattling my bones as he tries to escape. The pain is unbearable, both physical and mental.

Eventually my wolf gives up, receding deep inside me with a tortured howl. He knows we’re paralyzed, but he keeps trying all the same. I think he’s in denial, refusing to believe he’s truly going to be trapped forever. At first seeing Jane calmed him and I thought we might actually get through this meeting without one of these agonizing episodes, but that was before he saw what we’ve done to her.

There could not be stronger proof that I don’t deserve her. Jane should be with someone who worships her, who is so good that they couldn’t hurt her if they tried. I never should have fought Jane when she returned for Paisley. I should have handed over my precious daughter and let them run off into the sunset together. I was selfish, determined to get my mate back and refusing to do what was best for my daughter. And thank goodness Jane did return – if she didn’t I might have ended up screwing up our precious pup just as badly as I did her mother.

My every instinct is to gather Jane into my arms and k!ss away her tears, apologize for being so horrible and promise never to let anything ever harm her again. But that’s not a promise I can keep. I don’t have the strength to protect her anymore and I know the threats will keep coming, including from myself. They can’t stay, but I have to find a way to help get Jane back on her feet before I send her away.

I can’t leave her in this state – so shattered that she’d sell herself to me like some cheap commodity.

At the same time, I can’t show her any sign of weakness.

You should be ashamed of yourself.” I growl, watching the words slam into her with visceral effect. “I left the pups with you because I thought you were a good mother. I thought you were stable enough to care for them. But clearly I was wrong.

Trust me, Ethan.” Jane murmurs hollowly. I’m more ashamed of myself than you could ever be, and I’ve known for a long time now that I’m not a good mother.

My wolf whines pitifully, but I try to retain my composure. “I ll let you and the pups stay through the holidays.” I announce coldly. “Until you can prove you’re a fit mother, and the pups adjust to the idea of living in the Dark Moon Pack. But you’re out of your mind if you think I want you back in my bed – even as a slave.”

Jane clenches her eyes shut, tears spilling over her lashes. She whimpers softly, with relief? Pain? I can’t tell. After a moment she looks back up at me, her green eyes shining with grief. What happened to you?”

to that sweet boy who loved me even

As far as I know Jane never learned about my meeting with Nina. “How do you know about

note of irony in her thick voice. (You were too drunk, but you told me about meeting her – about not having the tiniest

taken her when I had the chance.”I lie. I have no doubt she would never debase herself this way – even for her

harsh words.

willing to sell yourself to me, who knows what else you might be willing to do. For all I know you’ll be out on the street offering your body to any alpha who will take you

have her anger than her sadness. I’m a successful business woman and I’m only here

stole my pups from me and hid their existence either.” I rumble. Why do you believe you deserve a luxury you

pups who worship the ground

viciously. “How many ways do I have to say it

but I’m sure she’s afraid of saying the wrong thing, of making me change my mind about

closed herself in one of the guest bedrooms, the

find myself sweeping all the items from my desk. I wish I could roar and shout, but if I can hear Jane, I’m sure she can hear me. Making a mess of my office doesn’t help ease my temper. I take no pleasure as papers, books, and technology go flying onto the floor – not even the visceral crash as they

appears a few moments later, entering through the side door and looking over the

“I don’t want

actually thought I might be able

me, Matthew. How many times do I have to tell you?” I

went badly, but if Jane is around you’ll have more time, you might be able to hold on long enough for the

know the chances of a cure are all but

it up is

Ethan, it is