The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

“Why don’t you just tell me what you want and be done with it?” I counter. I’m worried about getting

food into my pups, but I don’t trust this man enough to eat or drink anything he gives us.

“You’re giving me what I want just by being here.”

Aimon states coolly.

“Leverage against Ethan?” I guess, wishing we’d arrived later. Maybe if he’d invited us to dinner instead

of tea, there would be some knives about. “To what end? To steal his pack, expand your empire?”

Aimon nods again, “As I said- clever:”

“And what is to become of us when you achieve your aims?” I inquire, nodding towards my babies.

“Well that would depend” Aimon muses, watching me closely.

“On what?” I prompt him.

“Why, on you of course.” He chuckles. “I should think that would be obvious.”

l only glare, still searching the peripheries of my vision for some sort of weapon, or any implement that

might aid in our escape. When I don’t respond, Aimon continues, “I had one heir worthy of taking over

my throne when I die, but as you know I outlived him. My second heir seemed hopeless, but I gave him

the opportunity to prove himself, and he turned out to a traitor twice over:”

“Where is Eric?” I wonder aloud, thinking of Linda.

“He’s dealing with the consequences of his treachery.” Aimon announces bleakly. “The point is that

once your dear Ethan is out of the way, I’ll finally have the empire l desire, but I won’t have anyone to

pass it down to.

I glance nervously at Parker and Ryder, painfully aware of the threat they pose to Aimon as Ethan’s

heirs.

Why is Aimon even telling me this? What does this have to do with me? Suddenly the thoughts click in

my brain,surely he’s not suggesting what I think he is?

There, I can tell you’ve worked it out.” Aimon grins. “You’ve already proven yourself capable of bearing

an Alpha’s pups, and I admit that of the various women in my orbit -I find your spirit refreshing” He rises

from his chair, coming towards us. “Not to mention, your smell..” He breathes in deeply, his eyes

beginning to glow. “‘ve always heard about omegas’ entracing scents, but I’ve never had the pleasure

of experiencing one for myself:”

“And you think I would agree to be your brood mare?” I scoff.

“You must know your kind are incredibly hard to come by – and your current litter is proof of why

Alphas and omegas are fated thus. I’m sure l’ll never meet another omega again, and I’m not so foolish

as to pass up a golden opportunity. Don’t worry though – it’s only until you birth me a healthy son” He

shrugs, “Then you and your girls would be free to leave.”

“My girls,” I repeat hoarsely, even though this is no surprise. “What of Ryder and Parker?”

Aimon gives me an exasperated look, “do you really want me to say it in front of them?”

My maternal instincts roar to life as my wolfstruggles to be let out. A feral snarl rips out of my ch3st,

and I surge forward. “I”ll tell you this much, if you lay a hand on a single hair on their heads, I will do

everything in my power to destroy you. Not only will l not agree to your sickplan, but I will make your life

absolutely miserable.”

“Come now, Jane.” Aimon encourages. “Be reasonable – you don’t have many options here. You can

save some of your children, or none at all. Is that what you want?”

The ground beneath my feet feels as though it’s crumbling right out from under me. This can’t be real, it

can’t actually be happening. It’s too awful. “What about exile?” I suggest desperately.

Aimon simply snorts. “You know as well as I do that exile is only a temporary solution. How many times

throughout history has a fallen or exiled heir waged war to reclaim their birthright or enact vengeance?

The room is spinning now, and despite my prayers for this all to be a dream, I know it isn’t. As horrible

as this situation is, I know worse things happen to good people all the time. I’ve never been one of

those shifters who fearlessly dives into danger, convinced the worst can’t happen to me. I’ve always

been painfully aware of my own mortality, of the world’s cruel realities. For a moment I forget Ethan, I

forget my own happiness – faced with the very real threat against my pups, their precious lives become

the only things that matter in my world.

“Let them go.” I plead, my voice shaking. “Let them go, and l’ll agree to stay with you. I’ll do anything

you want- just let them go.”

Aimon c***s his head to the side studying me closely. You can’t fool me into lowering my guards and

giving you the chance to escape Jane.”

That’s not what I’m doing.” l tell him sincerely. “I would die for my pups, and if you’re telling me l have to

choose between their lives and my own -I choose them.”

Aimon’s sharp eyes bore into me, and I think he realizes I’m telling the truth. He steps closer still, and

poor Paisley whimpers behind me. I wish I could comfort her, I wish I could turn around and run out of

here with all four of them.

“Mommy, don’t do its!” Riley whispers behind me.

“Hush baby” I scold gently, my voice thick with emotion as l look back to Aimon. “Well?” King Aimon

chuckles, a hollow, humorless sound.

He begins circling us as he speaks, his inner predator responding to my palpable fear. “Poor little Luna.

Don’t you see, it’s not a choice between you and them. I have you all, and l’m going to do what I like

with you and your precious pups.” He stops before me, so close that | can smell his aftershave. “But

you will do what I want and without complaint, otherwise l’ll make things worse for your girls. If I were

you, l’d make your remaining time with the boys last – they only get to live as long as Ethan does.”

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