The Luna And Her Quadruplet Pups Chapter 16

Jane

Staring at my ex-husband, who idly sits in his car and orders me into the back seat as if he’s some kind of king, I arch my brow. “Thank you, but no.”

“It’s hard to get a taxi around here.” Ethan argues. “There’s no need to be stubborn.”

Stubborn? Honestly, the nerve of the man. “And there’s no need for you to call me names.”

Ethan turns to say something to his driver, and the car slows to a stop. Within moments the Alpha is standing beside me on the curb. He moves too close, towering over me so that I have to tilt my head to look up at him. “Is it name-calling if it’s true?”

“You tell me?” I demand. “If I say you are a self-righteous bastard, do you think I’m being honest or rude?”