All Chapters of The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

JaneThe last few days have passed in a dizzying haze. I’ve slept through much of our journey, and though Ethan has remained by my side in my waking hours, I do have to wonder what he, Eric and Linda have been planning while I rest. Today we’ve finally reached a midway port to resupply for the rest of the trip, and when Ethan wakes me with the news that I can finally get off this boat, I can’t move fast enough.When I emerge from his luxury cabin and feel the blaze of the unforgiving tropical sun for the first time, I can only think of my babies. Would the traffickers give them sunscreen? Would they have enough water? The worry consumes me so quickly and powerfully my knees go weak. It’s almost too tempting to return to the drug induced haze I’ve floated in the past few days, but I know that isn’t right. It’s a selfish inclination, to save myself having to feel these things, when my pups don’t have any such luxury.I tell Ethan as much as he helps me off the boat. “I don’t want any mo

3rd PersonWhen Mary Laurent looked out her cottage window to see her husband, Thomas, trudging across the terraced hills of their remote farm with four young pups toddling after him, she had to do a double take. At first she thought she was imagining things – they’d had all manner of strange creatures show up on their lands over the thirty years of their marriage, but this was something entirely new.The children were covered in mud from head to toe, and following her mate at quite a distance. They seemed to be taking the journey in sprints, crossing the open expanses of green pasture land at a trot, before stopping to hide behind various objects, from trees and farm equipment, to the couple’s prized llamas. She might have thought they were trying to sneak up on Thomas, only it was clear he knew they were behind him. He was pretending like he was completely oblivious to them, though she could see his face crinkled in concentration as he drew near– as if listening carefully to ensure

3rd Person“How are we going to get away?” Paisley asked her siblings, watching Thomas and Mary out of the corner of her eye. The shepherd and his wife were loading their truck for a trip into the nearest town, a visit they planned on using to try and track down the pups’ parents.Of course, the pups were more than a little afraid that the well-intentioned couple would end up landing them in even more trouble than before. They didn’t understand everything they overheard during their time with Anita and her goons, or even everything Thomas and Mary discussed about their plight, but they knew enough to realize that calling attention to themselves was a bad idea. Yet at the same time, they wanted to go home more than anything.“Are you sure we should?” Ryder asked, having second thoughts about their plan. “It’s really scary being on our own, and they might be able to finds Mommy and Daddy.”Riley was already shaking her head, understanding her brother’s hesitance, but knowing they couldn

JaneWhen the Southern Isles finally come into view, they take my breath away. Not because they’re beautiful or how eager I am to be back on solid land, but because I know my pups are waiting somewhere on their shores.“Finally.” I breathe, standing at the ship’s railing as the distant lands draw closer and closer on the horizon. I’m already in my disguise, feeling absurd and sick to my stomach beneath the prosthetics, yet knowing it’s for the best. Ethan is by my side, looking equally comical in his old man get up, but entirely believable to those not in the know. I keep seeing him reach towards me out of the corner of my eye, only to stop himself at the last moment when he remembers we’re supposed to be travel companions and not lovers.I might think these efforts are completely overboard, if I didn’t know just how far King Aimon goes when it comes to spying. Honestly, part of me wonders if we took these precautions too late. After all, there might have been spies back in the NightF

3rd PersonThe pups huddled closely together as they followed the strange girl they met in the alley, not feeling at all comfortable – especially given their past experiences meeting people in alleyways. Still, the girl was also a pup, and she seemed to understand their position better than any of the adults they’d met. She and the little boy led them into what could only be described as an underground maze – a catacomb of tunnels running beneath the town.“What is this place?” Riley whispered anxiously.“It’s the old sewers.” The girl replied, as if this was perfectly normal. “The city put in a new system a few years ago, and this was left behind.”“The sewers?” Paisley repeated. “Eewww!”“It’s not so bad.” The girl answered with a shrug, “they haven’t been used in ages. It doesn’t smell great, but no one ever comes down here either.”“What’s your name?” Parker asked, looking around at the dark, dank walls surrounding them.“I’m Sophie.” The girl tossed a smile over her shoulder, the