All Chapters of The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Jane“Luna, you should really try to rest.” The police commander advises, sitting on the sofa while I pace back and forth across the living room. “You’re going to exhaust yourself.”“And you really shouldn’t call me that.” I say in return. “Ethan and I aren’t married anymore.”“Well whatever your title,” He amends, “you killing yourself with worry isn’t going to help your pups.”“Spoken like someone who doesn’t have children.” I grumble. “And by the way, I didn’t see you showing this kind of concern for the Alpha. Why is he allowed to race off and hunt down murderers, but I can’t even pace without ‘exhausting myself.” I mock, holding up air quotes.“I’m sorry.” He concedes, “you’re right, I don’t have pups, and I can’t imagine what you’re going through right now. I didn’t mean to be patronizing.”“That isn’t helpful either!” I snap, “I don’t know why people think it’s comforting to say they can’t imagine another person’s pain. Just make the effort and practice some empathy, rather tha

3rd PersonBy dawn a red alert emergency order was spread through the Nightfang Pack on every TV screen, radio station and webpage. The Alpha’s pups were missing, believed to be kidnapped by Eve Mechant and in grave danger. The entire pack was ordered to be on the lookout for any of the children or Eve, with search parties quickly filling every corner of the territory.Far from Eve’s hideout on the city’s outskirts, the pups huddled together in the back of a windowless van, their young ears tuned to the conversation happening on the other side of the locked doors. It was hard to focus on what was happening: they were tired, hungry, frightened and desperately needed a restroom, but they were also curious and on the lookout for any opportunity to escape. The men who took them from the alley had been callous and rough with the children, but otherwise hadn’t harmed them. After shoving them into the van they didn’t say another word or even acknowledge their existence, instead starting the

3rd Person“Are we there yet?” Riley whined, her small body rocking back and forth with the ship’s movement. They’d been out on the open ocean for days now, and though the pups would probably have enjoyed standing on the deck looking for dolphins and whales in the vast sea’s swirling waters, they hadn’t been allowed to go above deck. Instead they remained safely in the vast vehicle’s hull, and bided their time by badgering their kidnappers until they all but screamed.“No, for the millionth time, we Are. Not. There. Yet.” The woman who’d forced them on this unwanted adventure groused. They’d learned her name was Anita, and had figured out that she was definitely the leader of this trafficking gang, but otherwise their time with the crooks hadn’t offered much information.“How much longer?” Paisley asked innocently, exchanging a grin with Riley when Anita threw her head back in exasperation. She didn’t respond, she’d already told them it would be two more days three times that morning,

3rd PersonWhen Jane and Ethan arrived at Eric’s rental condo, it appeared to be empty. Jane tried to call him but his phone went directly to voicemail, so they sat down on the front steps and waited.“Why didn’t you tell me about King Aimon?” Jane asked, tired of simply watching the minutes pass by. “When you found out who Eric was, why didn’t you say that his father had it out for you?”Ethan grimaced, eyeing Jane warily.“What?” She pressed, realizing he clearly didn’t want to answer her question.“It’s nothing.” He said, attempting to brush the matter aside. “I just found it a bit… suspicious, that’s all.”“Suspicious?” Jane repeated with a deep frown, “That he hid it?”Ethan shook his head and winced as he explained. “That he just happened to come into your life the way he did.”Jane blinked. “You think it was some sort of scheme?” She guessed, feeling her stomach lurch uncomfortably.“How did you two meet in the first place?” Ethan asked, resisting the urge to touch Jane. It was

3rd Person“We have to get ‘way from her before she can split us up.” Riley fretted, exchanging worried glances with her siblings.“How can we ‘scape though?” Paisley countered. “The doors are locked!”They were locked in the back of yet another windowless van and speeding down the King’s road, which connected the tropical port to the Southern Isles’ capital city. They knew from eavesdropping on Anita and her goons that they would reach the royal palace within a few hours, and by then it would be too late.“We should tell her we have to go potty,” Parker suggested, “then she’ll stop and we can run away.”“I dunno if she’d stop for that.” Ryder added skeptically, “I think she’d just say to hold it.”“Say you’re gonna be sick then!” Riley mused, “I bets she’ll believe you after how sick you got on the boat.”“Yeah, say you’re gonna make a huge mess she’ll have to clean up.” Paisley contributes.“And be reaaally whiny!” Riley instructed.At once, the boys raised their young voices to shr