Ethan I could kill Eric.Sitting next to Jane’s hospital bed while she sleeps, the only thing I can do is imagine all the different ways I could hide his body once I’m done tearing him to shreds. The bastard knew Jane and the pups had come home and still he kept coming at me, forcing me to defend myself. Then he actually bit my mate and landed her here.The doctor’s assured us she just lost a little too much blood and would be right as rain in a couple of days, but I can’t stand seeing her like this. If I wasn’t already ashamed of terrifying the pups and setting a horrible example for them, I might go through with my macabre plans for the other man. I’ll never forget the sound of Jane’s head hitting the floor, or the cries of the petrified children. I’ll never forget the sight of my beautiful mate collapsing in front of us, the helplessness I felt as I rushed her here. More than anything else, I won’t ever be able to rid my mind of the scent of Jane’s blood or the guilt of knowing m

3rd Person“I really am sorry Jane.” Eric professed, reaching for her hand across the dinner table.“I know.” Jane smiled softly, giving his palm a squeeze. After a week of chaos, Eric had convinced her to come out with him for an apology dinner, and she’d been only too happy to oblige, since every night she had plans was one more night she could tell Ethan she wasn’t available for a date. At the same time, she also hadn’t told the Alpha about their evening out, though she wasn’t sure why. A woman had every right to go out with her fiance after all.She supposed she was worried about creating more tension between the men when things were already so stressful, but she also felt a bit guilty lying about having a business dinner with Ethan’s replacement on the perfume launch. He didn’t seem to mind – so thrilled to spend time with the kids he’d agreed to take them to see a new movie that was bound to be a drag for any adult.Studying Eric in the low candlelight, she realized that it was

JaneExplaining death to four years olds is almost as difficult as watching Ethan muddle through the next few days in a complete fog, appearing more like a zombie than the man I know so well. Every time I tell the pups that Petra is gone and won’t be coming back, the message only seems to sink in for a few hours. Soon enough they’re asking me when they’re going to see Petra again, and I have to try to explain the concept of permanence to four precious beings who simply cannot understand it.Still, watching Ethan is harder. We got through all the planning and preparations for a massive state funeral with great exhaustion and stress, but little emotion on his part. I keep waiting for him to break, to come out of shock and grieve the way he needs to so desperately. It hasn’t happened yet, and I merely pray that he will find the spark he needs before the funeral is over this afternoon.Most of the day is a series of overly formal ceremonies and traditions, and I’m simply proud that the pu

“No.” I protest. “It isn’t possible, whatever happened between us in the past, however badly Ethan might want the kids, Ethan would never harm his mother. He’s been devastated by her loss.” I explain, feeling confused but increasingly confident Eric is on the wrong track.“Devastated by loss, or guilt?” Eric suggests ominously.“The investigators said a woman killed her.” I remind him, “If Ethan had done it her head wouldn’t have even been on her neck anymore.”“Well of course they did, you’re being framed for the crime Jane, it would have to look like a woman did it whether it actually was or not.” Eric insists. “And that man almost killed me for merely suggesting the pups weren’t his. You think he wouldn’t take extreme action to keep them?”“You don’t know Ethan like I do.” I insist, “He loved his mother.”“You’re right, I don’t know him like you. But I know how he talks about you and your family when you’re not there and he’s not trying to charm you, I know the kinds of things Alph

3rd Person Jane’s heart sank when she saw Ethan’s angry expression. Glancing nervously at the door, she wrapped her arms protectively around her body. However instead of answering she simply backed away from Ethan, unable to bring herself to focus on her alibi until she knew exactly what had happened. “What else did he say?”“He told me about the evidence connecting you to the crime scene.” Ethan explained, following her slowly.“The dress?” Jane asked, gnawing her lower lip.“The dress, plus the hair and bloody footprints.” Ethan elaborated.“He never told me about those.” Jane breathed shakily, turning away from the Alpha to try and collect her thoughts without feeling his searing gaze on her. Of course, all this meant was that she could feel it on her back instead of her face, lancing through her like a laser beam.“That’s typical.” Ethan told her, “they never tell you how much they have against you, he probably has other things he didn’t tell me. That’s how they get you – th