The Luna And Her Quadruplet Pups Chapter 56

Jane

Staring down at the altar where Ethan and I were married fills me with both joy and pain. It looks exactly the same as it had that night, and if I close my eyes I can almost imagine that I’m eighteen again: full of love and hope, my biggest worry in the entire world being that I wouldn’t be accepted at Ethan’s chosen mate.

I was so foolish – so naive. Our honeymoon didn’t even last a day. When we returned to the city the next morning, we were expecting a blowout fight with Ethan’s parents, but it turned out that the best night of our lives was followed by one of the hardest days we’d ever experience. Ethan’s father had died of a sudden heart attack in the night, and suddenly my eighteen-year-old husband was forced to defend his right to become Alpha. He fought and defeated more than a dozen wolves before he could bury his father or announce our marriage.

However when the dust finally did settle, there was no one left to object to his choice of mate. Ethan Blackwell was Alpha once and for all, and we had been married before the Goddess. We made history in more ways than one. Ethan become the youngest Alpha the NightFang pack had ever known, and I became the first omega Luna. A few months later we had a second, more formal wedding with half the pack in attendance, but from that day on I had a target on my back, even though I didn’t know it yet.

“You promised I wouldn’t regret marrying you.” | state softly. “You lied.”

“I know.” Ethan admits, his voice full of regret. “I broke a lot of promises we made that day.”