All Chapters of The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Jane Paisley is curled up against her father’s side, her small head resting on his chest, rising and falling with his low, steady breaths. I must not have been very attentive when I poked my head into the nursery, but then again it can be hard to make out one pup from another when they sleep in a cuddle pile. Not to mention my entire being is currently consumed by flames.Backing away, I pull the door shut with a gentle click. There is only one power on earth that could overpower the base animal instincts of my heat, and that is the maternal drive to put my pup’s needs above my own. Slinking away down the hall, I try to figure out what to do with myself. I’ve never gone through a heat alone. It’s only ever come on around Ethan, and even after I became his slave, only he could give me comfort.My wolf needed to be bred – by him and no one else. If there was another Alpha alive whom my wolf would accept, I’ve never met him. Maybe I can make it through to the morning if I take a sleepin

Eric stared down at Jane in abject shock, trying to process her words as he took in all the changes she’d manifested in a little under a week. She reeked of Ethan and his mark flared red around the curve of her neck. Her skin was glowing with health, and her cheeks were flushed with color. She was angrier than he had ever seen her, but he also immediately recognized that she hadn’t gotten through her heat on her own. Jealous anger flooded him, rising up to meet her own flaring temper, even though he knew he was in the wrong.Glancing down at the papers she was forcing against his hard chest, he pried them free of her clenching fingers and flipped through them, quickly putting together the pieces of the story. “So,” He mused aloud, “Ethan stopped rutting you long enough to have me investigated?”“Excuse me?” Jane snarled, “how dare you speak to me that way?”“I asked you if you needed relief, Jane.” He reminded her, “I offered to help you with anything you needed.”“Don’t try to change

Ethan“What do you mean, this isn’t enough?” I growl, glaring at the investigator. I’ve just handed him everything we found in Eve’s safe, from her murder schemes to her personal legends detailing all the money she stole from the Atelier over the years. To my shock and absolute fury, the detective simply blinked and told me it was all circumstantial.“Sir, no one saw her writing this, we don’t know that it actually belongs to her.” He insists stubbornly.“Are you serious?” I demand. What I really want to ask is ‘do you even have a brain?’ or ‘how the hell did you get this job when you clearly aren’t intelligent enough to have made it through grade school.’ However I have a long history of playing the diplomat in the face of challenging people, so I restrain myself – though not without difficulty. “It’s practically a full confession, it was locked in a safe in her room and it’s in her handwriting. The perspective of events she describes makes it obvious she’s the author.”Shaking his

EthanOver the years I’ve been in more fights than I can count, some more noble than others – some decidedly dumb. Either way, I’ve taken more than my fair share of punches, but I’ve never felt such a powerful gut punch as the one Jane just landed. I feel as though all the air has been stolen from my lungs, like I’ve forgotten how to breathe and won’t ever remember again.I expected my mate to be relieved that she was no longer in any danger of being arrested, I wanted her to be happy and excited like this – but not because it meant she could leave. I’d known she was planning on moving up her departure date, but I thought that was because she was afraid. I hoped that with things more settled and everyone safe and sound again, she’d reconsider. It’s not why I did it of course, but I can’t deny how disappointed I am to see her so overjoyed to go back to the Dark Moon pack.“What about the perfume launch?” I say blankly, taking a step back from her. “Things aren’t finished here.”Jane qu

3rd PersonRiley, Ryder, Parker and Paisley figured out that they weren’t going to get to tell their Mommy the good news about their discovery any time soon, right around the time they heard Ethan and Jane raise their voices. Their parents knew better than to talk loudly enough to be overheard, so the fact that they were all but yelling clearly meant something was up.One by one, the pups slipped out of their room and tiptoed down the hall, catching the tail end of Ethan and Jane’s argument. They didn’t understand half of it, but there was no mistaking the fraught energy emanating off the pair in waves.“This doesn’ sound good.” Paisley fretted, leaning into Riley for comfort.Almost as soon as the words were out of her mouth, the door slammed shut, and the kids realized Jane had left the apartment. Racing out into the kitchen, they listened as their father explained she would return, but they weren’t so sure. She’d sounded really upset, and he didn’t look like he believed his own wor