The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Ethan

The moment I saw Devon, I was struck with a terrible idea. The most wonderful, terrible idea.

Jane might not be up to date in pack politics, but I know the Alpha of the Dark Moon pack just retired his Beta before the holidays, and if the word on the street is correct, Devon will be his replacement.

I’ve been counting on Matthew to keep an eye on me and help train my successor – once I find one- but I still haven’t come across a solution for giving Jane and my pups a worthy father figure.

However if Devon is going to be in the Dark Moon pack, then he could be the answer to those my problems. I wouldn’t have to worry about them so much if I knew Devon was there, and even if he isn’t still in love with Jane, it will only be a matter of time before he falls again – only an idiot wouldn’t love Jane.

My wolf is growling furiously at this idea, jealousy bubbling up inside us like a toxic tidal wave of green-eyed fury, but I force down the feelings. The idea of letting another man sniff around my family goes against everything I am, but I also know that I’m not in any state to defend my claim on them – which is exactly the problem. My wolf might want to fight anyone who goes near them, but my days of winning fights are over. They need a new protector, and Devon is precisely the kind of man I would want for Jane if I couldn’t have her myself – I’ve known that from the day he stepped down as my Beta.

The memory rises through my thoughts as I watch him walk away with Jane, headed for the coffee house. I continue leading the pups down the street, but my mind is already a thousand miles away.

“What do you mean, you’re leaving?” I demand, staring at Devon in shock and horror. We’re seventeen, and up until now we’d always planned on leading the pack together when my father steps down. We’ve been friends since we were in diapers, and he’s never shown even the tiniest glimmer of disloyalty. I can’t believe he’s just resigned and announced he’s quitting the territory.

“I’m sorry, Ethan.” He sighs, not looking me in the eye. “I wouldn’t do this if I thought there was any other way.”

“What are you talking about?” I growl. “This has always been the plan, you’ve always been a brother to me – you can’t just walk away without any explanation, Devon.”

“Trust me when I tell you that you don’t want to know my reasons.” Devon begs, looking torn. “I’m trying to do the right thing for everyone.”

burly shoulders. “Please, talk to me.” I plead, hating the way he continues to avert his gaze. “If something is

eyes to mine. I can feel his anger as if it were my own, but more shocking than anything

I have to take a

something to upset you?” I inquire, both needing and fearing

you are the problem.. not that you can help it. I don’t even blame you, really.. I just can’t

sure as hell can help it. Just tell me what to do, tell

a frustrated groan, dragging one large hand through his curls and clenching his fists in exasperation, “For the love of the Goddess Ethan, can’t you just let it go! Do you have

do!” I bite back, studying his familiar face as though I’ve never seen it before. “And what

as she befriended me. We’ve always been the three musketeers, and though I worried falling in love with one of my best friends might alienate the other, Devon never seemed

were dating, he just laughed and said he’d wondered if we were ever

color flushing his cheeks. He’s gone back to staring at the floor, and suddenly I know what he’s about to say before

she’s your mate.” I guess, feeling suddenly sick to

eyes for you.” Devon replies, his even tone only hinting at the underlying grief

didn’t you tell me?” I ask,

my best friends and I’ve never seen you happier than when you’re together. You intend on marrying her, don’t you?” He guesses, though I’ve

confirm, “if

gravely, “And together you two will make the best leaders this pack has seen in generations. I might be

shouldn’t he tell her? Shouldn’t he get to profess his feelings? Shouldn’t Jane know all the options available to her? What if… what if she realizes she’s meant to be with Devon, instead of with me? Am I brave enough to risk that happening? No, I

responds simply. “I won’t have

needs to hear it to realize?” I feel as though the room is spinning all