The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 85 – Jane Sets a Date

Jane

“I swear he’s losing it.” The man in question is back home with our pups, while I try to wrap my head

around what just happened with the help of Linda and Eric. I’m seated on my friend’s plush sofa, with

Eric beside me and Linda looking on from the kitchen while she brews a pot of tea. “He threatened to

blackmail me tonight.”

“I warned you he wasn’t really going to let the pups go.” Eric frowns, “what on earth did he try to

blackmail you with?”

My face flushes with color as I stare at my lap, fidgeting nervously. “Well…” I begin, trying to find the

courage to speak the

words aloud.

“Oh I know that look!” Linda chimes in, a

note of humor in her voice. “What did you do, you bad girl?”

“I sort of slept with him.” I confess,

burying my face in my hands rather than

face their scrutiny. “So he threatened to tell Eric so he’d call of our wedding.”

“I knew it!” Linda exclaims, “How did it

happen, when did it happen – I want

details!”

“You slept with him?!” Eric adds,

sounding appalled.

“It was the other day, when we went wine

tasting.” I share, peeking at Eric through my fingers and seeing his furious face.” We got a little tipsy and

-”

“You were drunk?” Eric repeats,

immediately rising to my defense. “He took advantage of you!”

“He didn’t.” I murmur. “I mean yes I

lowered my inhibitions, but I wanted it.

I’ve been resisting him for so long.” Eric is fuming, and I suddenly feel very guilty for sharing this with him

when I know he has feelings for me. “I’m sorry.” I profess, resting my hand on his arm, “I shouldn’t be

sharing this kind of thing

with you. I’m not trying to be insensitive, I just… I told him you already knew.”

“No it’s okay.” He assures me, quickly covering my hand with his own, “I need to know these things if I’m

going to help you. If he says anything about it, I’ll pretend I knew all along.”

“Are you sure?” I inquire hesitantly. “I feel like I’m asking way too much of you.”

“I’m sure.” Eric promises, “and if you ask me Ethan isn’t losing it, he’s just showing you his true colors. If

you want to see the man behind the mask you should keep pushing him, otherwise

you’ll simply be letting him fool you

again.”

Linda, clearly reading my slightly affronted energy, interjects, “I don’t think she “let” him do anything.” She

says with a frown, her eyes locked on Eric even as she speaks to me. “And I don’t know that pushing him

is a good idea, Janey. He’s clearly feeling desperate and

more conflict isn’t good for anyone. I

don’t believe he’s trying to repeat history here, but if you force him into a corner he might lash out and do

it anyway.”

“You underestimate the depth of his

cruelty.” Eric tells her bleakly.

I can’t recall ever seeing Linda argue with Eric, they’ve always gotten along like gangbusters, but now

she actually seems annoyed with him. “If I’m

underestimating him then it’s all the

more reason to be cautious. Why are you giving her such bad advice?” 1

“Please don’t argue, you guys.” I beg, ”

I’ve got enough discord at home. I just want to relax with my friends.” 1

Eric softens almost immediately, patting my leg in comfort, “I’m sorry, you’re right.”

Linda seems more reluctant to drop the matter at hand, still seeming preoccupied with Eric. If I didn’t

know any better I might think she was angry he’s giving me so much attention, but surely if she liked him

she would have told me. She’s known

Eric for years and never even hinted at being interested in him. “I don’t understand.” She muses, finally

turning away from him. “How did the pups even find out about Ethan enslaving you?”

“I don’t know.” I answer simply, pursing my lips, “my best guess is that they were eavesdropping again.

Eric you were with them today, did they mention anything to you?”

Eric blinks, looking off into the distance and racking his brain. “No, they seemed fine. But if they

overheard something and asked Ethan about it, I doubt they waited very long – which means whatever

they heard probably happened tonight. Is there any reason Ethan might have been talking to someone

about it?” 1

This hadn’t occurred to me, but I realize he’s right. The pups would have certainly been impatient to find

out the truth about whatever they heard, so it must have happened today. A niggling doubt enters the

back of my mind. The only two people who were with them today were Eric and Ethan. I know Eric would

never do anything to hurt me… but Ethan just found out the pups belonged to him…

“What is it?” Linda presses, her brow furrowed in concern as she reads my

expression.

“Nothing,” I deflect, “I just…” Trailing off, I rise to my feet, beginning to pace. Is that tea ready yet?”

“Let me check,” Linda responds, jumping

“What’s going on Jane, this clearly isn’t nothing.” Eric observes, standing as well.

“I think I’m becoming paranoid.” I moan, wringing my hands. “I mean Ethan just made a very public

statement blaming Eve for Petra’s murder. He’s defended me with the investigator at

every turn and he truly seems to regret

what happened between us…

“But?” Eric prompts.

“Well, what if he was talking on the phone to his beta or something, about taking me prisoner again now

that he has proof the pups are his?” I fret.

“I think that’s entirely possible.” Eric

agrees gravely, moving closer as if he wants to comfort me, but isn’t sure if I’ll accept it. I can’t help but

think how

different he and Ethan are – Ethan would comfort me regardless. If he thought I needed it he’d impose it

even if I fought him tooth and nail… and he’d probably be right. How twisted is it that he’s the reason I’m

afraid of letting people get too close to me, and yet he’s the only one hard -headed enough to force his

way in and give me what I won’t let myself have? (1

“And I think that’s a total leap!” Linda calls from the kitchen, strolling back in a few moments later with a

tea tray. “You

have absolutely no reason to think that,

Jane. And if he was talking to someone

about it, it was probably his regrets about the past.”

“And how is that not a leap?” Eric

questions her stiffly.

“First of all because the pups found out

about the past, if he’d been talking about doing something in the future they probably would have told

Jane, especially because they clearly turned against him.” Linda reasons, “And second, because I’ve

been here the last four years watching

him like a hawk. I’ve seen him raising

Paisley and I’m telling you he’s changed. He isn’t faking it.”

My friend’s words are a welcome balm to

my tormented nerves. I know Eric wants

to help, but he seems so protective of me

that he’s become as paranoid as I am — as

if he was vicariously traumatized

watching me try to recover from Ethan, while Linda’s heart softened watching

Ethan cope with my death. I know they’re

both on my side, and I know Linda might

be biased in the other direction, but she’s sounding more logical than Eric at the

moment.

“Thank you.” I breathe, accepting a cup

of tea and letting the warm steam waft

over me. “You’re right, I’m being a little

crazy.”

“It’s okay babes, we all get a bit crazy sometimes.” Linda reminds me, glancing

pointedly at Eric, who is mutinously grumbling under his breath.

I sip my tea and return to my seat. “I

think this just shows that I was right about leaving. I can’t wait for the perfume launch, I need to get the

pups

back home sooner rather than later.”

“What about Paisley’s physical therapy?”

Linda asks.

“I’ll have to find a therapist there.” I suggest. “And I know it’s going to be hard

for her to leave Ethan, but it will be better

for all of us to rip the bandaid off rather

than drawing out the pain.”

“You may be right.” She agrees, “but

what about the investigation, you’re not

supposed to leave the territory.”

“They can only stop me if they catch me before I get out.” I remind her. “The Dark

Moon pack isn’t going to extradite their

top business woman when the Alpha of

this territory doesn’t even support the

investigation.”

“That’s right.” Eric agrees with a wide smile, looking much calmer now. “And if they try they’ll have to go

through me.”

I grin at his cheesy line. I still don’t feel sure about starting to date anyone, but I

have to think that after everything he’s

done for me.

Could Eric at least deserve a chance? Will

it be a fresh start for all of us? It seems so.

But something about Eric just doesn’t make me feel right.

I so hope I would have my wolf to discuss about it and to clear my confusions.

Two nights later I’m lying awake in my bed, trying to list everything I need to do

before we leave – including the not-so-

little details of telling Ethan and Paisley,

when I hear an odd scraping sound at the

door. At first I assume it’s Ethan coming

home he went out with his beta and I

–

haven’t heard him come in yet, even

though it’s nearly three am.

Still, the scraping doesn’t end with a slight jingle of keys and the door clicking open and shut. Instead it

drags on for two full minutes, soon followed by a few dull thumps. My heart rate increasing, I slide out of

bed and edge toward the door.” Who’s there?” I whisper anxiously. Has

Eve escaped? Is someone else breaking in?

The scraping begins again as I draw closer, and my heart races in my chest. Someone is trying to get

into the house, and that means my pups are in danger.

I grab a knife from the kitchen, and edge towards the door – prepared to defend my family at all costs.