Chapter 4 From omega to alpha

Jane

Gazing at my sons, who share their father’s bronze skin, dark hair and eyes, I assess. “It’s going to be difficult to keep our presence here a secret.” This is an understatement. My boys look so much like Ethan it’s actually laughable. We’re going to have to be very careful.

“You said it.” My friend quips lightheartedly.

Glancing at Linda out of the corner of my eye, I hedge, “Have you seen…?”

“Yes.” Linda answers immediately, needing no explanation. “She’s perfect, Jane. Healthy and beautiful, your perfect miniature.”

“And Ethan?” | ask, hating myself for asking.

“Still with Eve.” Linda relates, “But he dotes on Paisley like she’ s the sun, moon and all the stars. Whatever else has happened between you, he’s a wonderful father.”

“Good.” I breathe, comforted to hear my other daughter is in such good hands, yet longing to see her with my own eyes. “You think he’ll give her up, when the time comes?”

Linda’s face falls, “Jane, she’s his entire world. I don’t know what you’re planning, but I don’t think reuniting your family is going to be as easy as you think.”

“We’ll see.” I reply coolly. Linda may have been my eyes and

ears in the city since I left, but she doesn’t know Ethan like! do. I know how cruel he can be, I know how good he can be at faking emotion when he really feels nothing. After all, how many years did he pretend to love me before he showed his true colors?

years that have passed since we parted, I’ve kept my distance so that Paisley can benefit from all the world class medical care her father can obtain, but now we’re nearing the end of her treatment. She needs one more major operation. One more, and then I won’t need

love you.” Linda broaches carefully, “But I’m begging you, please don’t underestimate how much Ethan cares about Paisley. You haven’t seen them together.

he hasn’t seen me since I left.” | remind my friend. “I’m not going to let him walk all over me this time. I’m not going to let him take my daughter from

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Linda

recognize

smarter than anyone else in the class. But this woman – this being – is

off a scent of authority

suited my friend very well. I can only imagine that if she’d been this strong during her marriage to

she used to downplay her looks, she now embraces them. Even

.

you at the atelier later today.” || share, unused to

you.” Jane smiles, with absolute grace. She might be a strong, independent she-wolf now, but Jane still started out at the bottom of the food chain. She knows

Eve owns the shop?”

grins, “I’m looking forward to seeing her face when she realizes whose perfume she’s been peddling all

spill the

stupid,” she snorts. “Trust me, she’s going to do anything

light with mischief, “which

Jane

shop is an absolute eyesore. Like so many unfortunate she-wolves who assume wealth is the same as class, my ex-husband’s mistress filled her store with the most gaudy, extravagant items she

designated with the french word for she-wolf: La Louve, line her counters. I’m sure Eve has no idea the exclusive scents she’s given prime placement on her shelves are my creations, and though I can’t criticize her taste in perfume, I know she’s only selling them because they’re so

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