The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Ethan

As soon as I announced that feeling had returned to my lower limbs, the doctor promptly reappeared to run a few tests. He forced Jane to move away from me, which I both hated and appreciated – it’s impossible to think clearly when she’s so close – before poking and prodding my extremities with a pleased expression.

“As I said, everything looks great, Ethan.” He concludes, “it couldn’t have gone better, even if the anesthesia did give us some trouble. I’m thrilled with these results.”

“How soon will I be able to walk again?” I ask eagerly. “And shift, how soon can I shift?”

“Well you’re in much better shape than most patients because your braces have been regularly exercising your joints and ligaments.” He begins evenly, but you have lost some muscle tone because they haven’t actually been putting in the work of moving you around.”

“So he’ll need physical therapy?” Jane guesses, standing near my head.

“Yes, though since wolves heal so quickly, it shouldn’t take too long.” The doctor smiles. “As for shifting, as soon as your Body can manage the strain, you should transform. I know your wolf is dying to get out, and it’s important to give him the freedom he seeks as soon as you’re able – for the sake of your mental health.”

“Can you give me a ballpark?” I request, gnashing my teeth. “Are we talking days, weeks or months?”

“It could be days, or it could be a few weeks.” He answers with a shrug that makes me want to growl. “Every body is different.”

“But he’s an Alpha.” Jane reminds the physician. I think I detect a note of humor in her voice, as if she’s teasing me for my earlier words. However when I look at her, I see only an expression of pure innocence. “Shouldn’t he heal faster, the more power he has?”

“Listen,” The doctor sighs, “In all likelihood, he will heal more quickly than other patients because he is so powerful, but I don’t like to give my patients false expectations. It’s critical to be realistic about your recovery so that you can manage your feelings and expectations as you progress.”

“So prepare for the worst but hope for the best.” I assess, repeating the mantra I’ve been using to guide all my plans thus far.

I’m going to go ahead and update your other visitors now you’re awake. I don’t want to overwhelm you, so I’m going to limit it to two at a time.” He’s glancing curiously at Jane, and I’m sure he’s wondering about our relationship. As far as my pack knows, Nina is my mate. I’m sure she’s one of the others in the waiting room, and though I don’t want Jane to leave, I know it’s for the best. I can’t let her think that her scheming is going to pay off. As hard as it is,

the pups see him at once?” Jane requests, sounding hopeful. “I mean, if we stack them on top of each other it would be the equivalent of two

confident, which is only further evidence of Devon’s good influence. When Jane was with me she was a basket case, but

their cue, suddenly four tiny bodies rush in, surprising us all. “Daddy, Daddy! We made you a card!” They cry crowding

burst right out of my ribcage. Paisley, Riley, Ryder and Parker are all here, grinning up at me with unconditional love and happiness. “Pups, I can’t believe you’re here!”‘ I proclaim, pushing myself up into a sitting position. “I’m so glad to

around my back to help support me. My wolf purrs to feel her so close, but my attention is still locked on my beautiful pups. I could honestly cry – I wasn’t sure I was ever going to see them again, and now they’re here with me, clamoring to

question. “Mommy

exhales with obvious resignation. Clearly

He answers. “No climbing on top

bed wobbles as the pups climb up the legs, climbing onto the mattress with me. Four small bodies pile around me, and I pull them close, raining kisses over their

“Daddy, I’ve been so scared!” She tells me, burying her face in the curve of my neck. Wetness seeps into

you feeling?” Riley inquires, snuggling up to my

Jane and the pups would be fine if I died, but the truth is that I’ve been beyond worried to leave them alone in the world. I don’t want to frighten the pups with too many grave feelings, but I don’t want to lie to them either. I’ve done enough lying for a lifetime, and

Ryder shares, giving me a toothy smile. “We didn’t know

from the curtained doorway, and when I look up, I see him standing there with his

thinking, sneaking back

then she’s there too, looking

was so worried

you.” The doctor states simply, “It seems Ms…” He pauses, realizing that Jane still shares my name. “Blackwell was able to get through

“What?” I inquire, baffled.

Jane shares, still tucked against my side. She glances at Nina then, as if she’s