#Chapter 102 Jane Has a Visitor

Jane “Luna, you should really try to rest.” The police commander advises, sitting on the sofa while I pace back and forth across the living room. “You’re going to exhaust yourself.” “And you really shouldn’t call me that.” I say in return. “Ethan and I aren’t married anymore.” “Well whatever your title,” He amends, “you killing yourself with worry isn’t going to help your pups.” “Spoken like someone who doesn’t have children.” I grumble. “And by the way, I didn’t see you showing this kind of concern for the Alpha. Why is he allowed to race off and hunt down murderers, but I can’t even pace without ‘exhausting myself.” I mock, holding up air quotes. “I’m sorry.” He concedes, “you’re right, I don’t have pups, and I can’t imagine what you’re going through right now. I didn’t mean to be patronizing.” “That isn’t helpful either!” I snap, “I don’t know why people think it’s comforting to say they can’t imagine another person’s pain. Just make the effort and practice some empath