The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 194

Jane

My pups are gone.

The blood is rushing in my ears, pounding through my skull in a relentless flood that blocks out all other sound. I can hear nothing above the whirr of white noise, and my head is dizzy with thick, black fog. I blink repeatedly, trying to orient myself amidst these strange sensations.

My entire body feels strangely heavy, as If I’m fighting gravity just to stay upright. I’m too warm, and yet I’m shivering too, trembling so violently I have to wrap my arms around myself just to keep my limbs still.

I’m in a dark alleyway, the scent of my pups mingling with the sour tang of strangers – rogue wolves who wouldn’t hesitate to sell them to the highest bidder. We came so close! We were on their trail but it’s gone cold now. They’ve disappeared without a trace. My babies might have outsmarted Eve, but no young children could survive this part of the city unscathed.

My wolf howls inconsolably, and tears pour from my eyes. “My pups.” I sob. We have to find them!”

A man’s voice sounds beside me, familiar and yet distant – like a memory long forgotten. “Jane, can you hear me? Do you know where you are?

I spin around, searching for the source of the voice, but all I see are the darkened streets of Cite de la Nuit. Why can’t I see him? And where is Ethan?He should be here, he’s supposed to be here. “They’ve taken my babies.” I m0an again, you have to help me.”

“Jane, it’s okay. Everyone’s safe.” The familiar voice insists. “Parker, Riley, and Ryder are here.”

“No.” I cry, I know exactly what’s happening.

I’m not sure how, but there’s no doubt in my mind that the pups have been kidnapped. The traffickers! Anita!” The name appears in my mind, as if from a dream. “She’s going to sell them to King Aimon.”

Jane, you’re having an episode. King Aimon is dead.” Strong hands try to grasp my shoulders, but these words don’t make sense. I know what’s happening, it feels too real-I’ve been through this before.

“But my babies are gone!” Sunlight flashes through the darkness surrounding me, if only for a moment. It’s beyond disorienting – one moment I’m ensconced in absolute darkness, in a city that reeks of, the next I’m blindsided by an explosion of light and fresh air. It disappears almost as quickly as it appeared, but I lower myself to the ground, no longer able to maintain my balance.

“Mommy, we’re not gone! We’re right here!”

side. Two more warm bodies pile into my lap, and tiny hands press to my

Riley promises, “please don’t

can feel them. What’s happening? Am I losing my mind? My arms lock around the pups, dragging Parker into the circle of my arms with

feel the pups steady weight, but they’re not speaking to me anymore, nor is the man with

Where’s my little girl?”

my lips. His voice is a soft purr, and the gentle rumbling continues long after his

my nerves, and I knock the bottle away. Stop that!” I beg, I don’t like it. I have to find

whispers,

is so familiar. But why is he here? I haven’t seen him in years. “Sometimes this happens after you go through something scary, like having a nightmare when you’re

wake up!” Parker requests, sounding miserable. “Is okay, we’re okay. We’re gonna

encourages, You’ re scaring

into my mind, and I’m crying harder than ever, thinking that I might be

to be calmed until either Paisley or my mate is here. No, I don’t want you. I want

looking for Paisley,

I’m upside down, inching up the rigging line of a ship with Linda. I’m moving, swaying in

pups.” Devon encourages the kids, give your Mommy some

Riley argues, cuddling closer. “You can

out of my lap as gently as I can, flipping myself over so that I can vomit onto the grass. Small sniffles and cries meet my ears as my body rejects the water Devon just fed me, and tiny hands pull my hair back I’m sorry.” I weep, aware enough now to realize that my pups are trying to take care of me when I should

can’t help her, I’ve tried everything. She doesn’t seem to know where she is or what’s happening

a beat of silence, and then

“I think that would be best – it’s not like she’s going

phone is pressing to

my senses, and the fist

you hear me,

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