Chapter 181
The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups
Ethan I canât hide my frown. Iâm touched that Paisley wants to stay with me, even over than being with Jane and her siblings, but itâs impossible. First, because I meant it when I said I want her to enjoy just being a kid, especially after all her medical problems. Second, because itâs simply not safe.
The doctorâs warnings are still ringing in my head, and though Paisley might not be at risk for attacks from potential Alphas hoping to eliminate their competition like Parker and Ryder are, the episode in the Southern Isles prove that she can be targeted in other ways.
Moreover, if I canât heal myself, I wonât only be unable to protect my precious girl, I might be a threat to her myself. Yes, I made Matthew agree to put me down before I go truly insane, but what if heâs not fast enough? What if he doesnât realize how far gone I am until I hurt Paisley?
âPaisley I wish you could stay with me, but itâs not possible. I sigh, rubbing her back and breathing in her familiar scent.
But then who will take care of you?â She argues, narrowing her eyes at me. Her energy is dangerously close to tantrum territory, and though sheâs never been very prone to throwing fits, when she does have a meltdown she doesnât hold back.
Doctors and nurses and other people I hire.â I answer, using the most soothing tone of voice I can muster.
But thaâs not the same!â She objects. âYou need someone who loves you. Doctors and nurses arenât going to hug and kiss you when you needs them.â
They might, if I ask nicely enough â or if I pay them lots and lots of money. I joke.
âDaddy be serious.â Paisley admonishes, glaring at me. This isnâ a funny business.â
I think you mean a laughing matter.â I correct gently, wondering why Iâm bothering when l love hearing her childish misappropriation of words and phrases. Because itâs your job to teach her. My wolf reminds me bitterly. Just like itâs your job to protect and care for her.
You know, you choose the worst times to be reasonable, I complain, internally groaning. My wolf is the one who most often pushes me to be emotional rather than logical, but he can often surprise me when it comes to things like this. He wants Paisley and our family here too, but his protective instincts are stronger than that desire.
Turning my attention back to the disgruntled bundle in my arms, I continue, âAnd I know you want to help me, but stress isnât good for little girls. I donât want you worrying about me.â
But Iâm gonna worries about you no matter what.â Paisley insists. Anâ Iâll worries less if Iâm here.
Besides, you keep saying Iâm growing ups. I wonât be little for much longer.â
Which is exactly why you have to enjoy it while it lasts.â I explain.
Daddy you tooked care of me all that time I was sick. Paisley reasons. âNow is my turn!â
âLovey, Iâm supposed to take care of you, thatâs what being a parent is all about. Itâs not your job to take care of me.â I share. If I lived to a grand old age the tables might eventually turn in precisely the way sheâs suggesting, but sheâs still just a pup, and Iâm probably not going to live to be an old man â even if I get better. Alphaâs donât have terribly long life spans.
But Daddy -â Paisley tries to insist.
No, Paisley.â I say, using what she calls my Daddy voice. âI love you, but this isnât up for discussion.
You canât stay with me, as much as I want you to â it isnât safe, and it isnât right. You belong with your Mommy and your siblings. And thatâs final. â
A few hours later the pups are fed, bathed, and refusing to go to bed. Theyâre determined to wait up for Santa, but Jane is well practiced at wrangling puppies at bedtime.
Well you know, Santa wonât come if you stay up.â She sighs, feigning regret. âHe only visits pups that are sleeping. And the sooner you go to sleep, the sooner heâll be here.â
The pups exchange meaningful glances, already in their pajamas and trying to hide yawns of exhaustion. They obviously donât want to risk Santa skipping the penthouse, but theyâre not entirely convinced â not yet at least. But okay if youâre really determined, â Jane continues throwing up her hands. âI guess Santa can always come next year.â
âOkay, okay!â They exclaim in unison. Weâll sleep, weâll sleep!â
The pups immediately clamber into their beds, actually taking their proper places in the four bunks rather than creating the puppy pile in which they normally rest. âGood night, little ones.â I smile, dropping k!sses on their foreheads. âWhen you wake up, it will be Christmas.â
âGoodnight Daddy,â they each say in turn, returning my k!sses. Paisley sounds a bit somber as she tells me she loves me, but I know thereâs nothing to be done for it. I step from the room as Jane moves forward to wish the pups goodnight, but something stops me from going too far.
Instead I hover just beyond the doorway, listening as my mate takes a seat on one of the beds.
Listen kids, I know you were just trying to have fun tonight, but you canât put up mistletoe and try to trick me and Daddy that way.â She says evenly. I can tell sheâs trying to keep her tone light, but thereâs layers of emotion buried underneath.
âBut Mommy, weâve seen you and Daddy k!ss afore, and we know it makes you happy.â Parker replies.
Youâve been so sad ever since we went home.
Riley adds, sounding less confident than usual now.
âYou and Daddy should be together.â Ryder concludes.
(You all know Iâve been sad?â Jane murmurs, sounding both guilty and surprised.
âMommy, why else do you think weâve been trying to get you back togethers?â Parker asks, and I can hear an eye roll in his tone.
âI thought you wanted to go back to Daddy because you miss him.â She replies softly, sounding so haunted it breaks my heart.
Well we do!â Paisley exclaims, but thatâs not the only reason we wanted Daddy back.â
Weâve never seen you happier than you were with Daddy.â Riley continues, and I can hear slight movements, pups leaving their beds to gather around their mother.
âWe want our family to be whole.â Ryder concludes.
I peek around the edge of the door, seeing all four of our little ones snuggled up to Jane. Sheâs seated next to Riley, but Parker, Paisley and Ryder are halfway in her lap, their little pajama covered feet dangling in the air. âYou all have stop worrying about me. She instructs. âIâll be happy as long as I have you. But your Daddy and I arenât going to get back together. Iâm very sorry to tell you that, but itâs the truth.
But why not?â Parker inquires, leaning his head against Janeâs br3ast. âWe know you loves each other â
Itâs not about love.â Jane replies, and though she doesnât know it, sheâs telling them a lie. This is all about love. If I didnât love Jane and the pups so much, I wouldnât sacrifice my own happiness for them this way. If I didnât love them so much, I wouldnât let them go. One day maybe IâIl be able to explain better, in a way you can understand, but right now all you need to know is that we both love you, and weâre doing the best we can.â
Mommy?â Paisley asks shyly.
Yes, angel?â
Is this all happening cuz we tried to follow you that night? And got ourselves pup-napped?â She questions, sounding as though sheâs very afraid of the answer. âYou and Daddy seemed different afore we were taken.â
Listen to me very carefully.â Jane replies, her voice tight. âBecause I mean what Iâm saying.
None of this, is your fault. Your Daddy and I split up a very long time ago, for some reasons you know, and others you donât. We were never going to end up together, and that has nothing to do with anything thatâs happened these last few months.â
Another lie. If Iâd had my way, we all would have lived happily ever after following the rescue, but that was before. Before my injury, before my insanity, before everything changed.
âAnd thatâs why you canât play tricks like that again.â Jane forges on. âIt only makes things harder, and as hard as it is to hear â it wonât change anything.â
âWeâre sorry, Mommy.â Riley apologizes, nuzzling Janeâs shoulder. We didnâ mean to upset you.
âI know, my darling.â Jane sighs, kissing Rileyâs brow. âUnfortunately thatâs one lesson youâll learn more and more the older you get. What you intend, and what actually happens donât always agree. You have to be very thoughtful about your actions, even when you mean well.
Thatâs confusing.â Parker sighs.
I know, but itâs also not something you have to worry about tonight.â Jane smiles sadly. âAll you need to worry about is going to sleep and waiting to see what tomorrow will bring. I promise it will be a better day than today.â
âWe love you, Mommy.â Ryder professes, giving Jane a k!ss on the cheek.
I love you too.
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