The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups

Chapter 23

Chapter 23 Ethan Wakes Up

Ryder and Parker had always been talented eaves

droppers.

From before they could remember, grown ups always seemed to be having secret conversations behind closed doors. They never thought they were speaking loudly enough to be over heard – that or they thought the pups could not understand.

But they did hear.

And they did understand.

Now, it wasn’t all grown ups. Their mommy certainly knew better, but Auntie Linda did not. Ryder and Parker listened as the doctor checked over their Daddy, using strange words they did not recognize like concussion and contusion, then saying things that were very clear indeed. Such as, “he mustn’t be moved” and “He’ll need to stay here on bed rest.”

“But his daughter is to have surgery tomorrow.” Linda object

“It will have to be postponed.” The doctor assessed simply. “I’ m afraid the Alpha won’t be back on his feet for a few days.”

“Yes, Doctor.” Linda agreed grimly.

The boys were both excited and concerned. The idea of final ly getting to meet their Daddy was unbelievable enough, but this was even better. They might actually get to spend time with him – live with him. Still, it also meant their newfound sister would have to stay in the hospital even longer, and now she’d be more vul nerable to that terrible lady who tried to poison her than ever.

They had to do something.

The next morning at breakfast they asked their Mommy if they could come with her to pick up Riley and luckily she agreed.

Two hours later the boys stood in a dimly lit hospital room,

watching their sisters meet for the first time.

“Riley this is Paisley, Paisley this is Riley.” Parker introduced

them.

2004 “See, I always knew I should have a twin!” Riley exclaimed to

her brothers.

“We’re all twins,” Ryder corrected her.

“You know what I mean!” Riley exclaims.

“You two can switch places without anyone noticing.” Paisley elaborates, reading her sister’s mind. “Now Riley and I can do the same!” She frowns, “Of course it would be easier if we were all t’

gether.”

“Listen, we already have a plan to get Mommy and Daddy back together.” Ryder shares excitedly. “But firt you have to get through surgry.”

“That means staying away from that ‘mean lady.” Ryder ad vises. “She was trying to poison you.”

Both boys speak in unison then, “We know it!”

Paisley scrunches up her face, “Eve has always been a witch. And if you want Mommy and Daddy to get back t’gether, we’ll have to seal with her first- she’s wanted to marry him for

ages.”

Riley, Parker and Ryder were only too pleased to hear their new sister supporting their plans, “How d’we get rid of her?” Riley questions.

“Well,” Paisley muses out loud, “she hates kids. She hates getting dirty and poor people… I think if we’re just loud and messy and all over her…”

“She’ || get really mad.” Ryder surmises, finishing her thought.”

“Exactly.” Paisley agrees, “and we just have to be sure Dad dy is there when she does.”

“But how can we make sure we’ll all be together again?” Parker asks, “Mommy clearly doesn’ wanna be around Daddy.”

“If you can handle Mommy,” Paisley suggests. “I can handle Daddy.”

“We can do this.” Riley agrees. “We just have to work togeth

1. Deal?”

All four pups glance at one another before nodding in agree

ment. “Deal.”

Jane

“You can’t hide forever, Janey.” Linda informs me matter-of factly, her voice sounding distant over the phone.

“Not forever.” | agree, speaking quietly into the receiver and hoping the pups are too distracted to pay attention. “just until he’s gone.”

“Yeah, well the doctor said he could be asleep a couple of days – it’s really hard to tell with head injuries.” My friend reminds me. It’s been less than twelve hours since the incident – as I’m now calling it – and I’ve done my best to keep myself and the pups out of the house. Even now, after picking up Riley from the hospital, I’ve taken the kids to get ice cream rather than returning home. I’m currently contemplating staying at a hotel tonight, but when I told Linda she insisted I was being silly.

“Or he could wake up before this afternoon.” | argue, “By the time we’re done running errands he could be gone.”

“I don’t think that’s likely.” Linda drawls, “that was one heavy vase, girl.”

“Yes, and he has one very thick skull.” | counter, ignoring the guilt bubbling up inside me for knocking Ethan out so ruthlessly. It’s a blessing he was so drunk. I’m sure he remembers nothing of the incident, and even if he does he’s much too proud to admit a tiny she-wolf got the better of him. It will be much easier to sim ply agree that he fell and hit his head.

“Mommy, can we go home now?” Riley asks, tugging on my skirt. The poor little thing must be so tired, and I know she hated spending so many nights in the hospital away from me and the

boys.

“Hold on one sec, Linda.” I murmur, lowering my cell to ad dress my daughter. “Actually, I think Auntie Linda could use a break from having house guests. How would you all feel about staying in a hotel tonight?” It’s true that Linda could probably use a break. I’ve arranged a rental apartment for the remainder of our stay here, but it won’t be ready for another few days. “We can go

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to the fancy one by the mall, with the swimming pool and the ar cade? You love it there.”

To my shock, all three pups exchange glances before turning back to me with deep frowns. “No!” They exclaim in unison.

Linda snorts in my ear, and I resist the urge to growl at her. “You don’t want to go have a mini vacation?” | ask my children, surprised they would turn down the temptation.

“We wanna go back to Auntie Linda’s.” Parker insists.

“We like it there.” Ryder adds.

“Sides Mommy, I’m too tired to play.” Riley contributes with a

pout.

Groaning internally, I cave.

“Alright,” I sigh in resignation, shifting my cell back into posi tion. “Linda, we’re coming home.”

Ethan

It’s dark when I wake, and I don’t recognize my surroundings. I’m in a small bedroom with drawn curtains, in a house that smells strange yet familiar. I rack my memory for details, but the last thing I remember is being at the bar after receiving the unfor tunate DNA results. Getting slowly to my feet, I rub my eyes, and a few fuzzy images flash through my consciousness.

Jane. Or is it, Elise?

Suddenly I know why the house smells familiar. Linda’s scent is strongest, but Elise Carrington’s perfume and Jane’s sunshine are blended around the edges. I must be in Linda’s house. I do smell pups as well,

but their scents are weaker like… Goddess what do I even call this woman? I’m so confused about Elise and Jane that I feel absolutely beside myself – and that isn’t a sensa tion I’m used to at all.

One thing is clear though, at some point last night I must have sought out the she-wolf responsible for my mixed-up emo tions, and when I got here… The same images burst into my mind, of the beautiful blonde wrapped up in my arms, our mouths locked together in a passionate kiss. But what happened then? |

can’t think straight, and it doesn’t help that my head is throbbing

with pain.

Raising my hand to the back of my head, I find a huge knot that stings like the devil when I press my fingers to it. The sound of shattering pottery sounds in my ear, and I vaguely remember a vase in Elise’s hand. My wolf growls as understanding sinks in. Whether she is my Jane or not, Elise Carrington is in big trouble.

She’s in the kitchen when l emerge, the rest of the house

quiet as a mouse. A glance at the clock on the mantel tells me it’s past 11PM, which probably means everyone else is in bed. Per fect. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

“Hello Ms. Carrington.” | state gruffly, taking immense plea sure when she leaps into the air in surprise.

“Alpha.” She gasps in shock, pressing her hand to her heart, “You startled me.”

“I can see that.” I proclaim, prowling forward.

Her eyes warily follow my movement, “How are you feeling?”

“Confused.” I admit, rubbing my jaw in thought, “You see, the

last thing I remember was a few hours ago. I was at the bar, but now I’ve woken up here.”

“It wasn’t a few hours ago.” She corrects, her little pink tongue darting out to lick her lips and completely distracting me. “It was last night, you fell and hit your head.”

“I fell?” I repeat, feigning ignorance. The lie gave me the per fect excuse to zone in on my target, so it takes me a moment to process her first words. “Wait a minute – last night?” | glance at the clock again. “Paisley!”

“Don’t worry,” Elise interrupts my panic, “Her surgery was postponed, until you could be there with her.”

Relief courses through me, “Thank you. I would never have forgiven myself if she had to go through it alone.”

“She wouldn’t have.” Elise answers quickly, clearly not think

ing it through first. My head jerks up at the protective note in her

voice, and realizing what she said, the blonde improvises, “some

one would have been there for her, I mean. Your mother, or Eve.”

I fight the urge to snort, I can just imagine the kind of care Eve would provide my daughter. Childcare is not exactly her

strength. Still, Elise’s slip up makes me wonder. Why was her re sponse about my pup so defensive? Just then the little girl I met in the restaurant comes into the kitchen, rubbing her eyes and

wearing the same expression Paisley does when she’s not truly awake. “Mommy, I can’t sleep.”

I return my gaze to Elise, a sense of triumph building in my

chest. Mommy. Just as I thought. Clearly these aren’t Linda’s

pups after all.