Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 4 Marry Bastien

Selene’s POV

I jerk awake, jolting to a sitting position in an unfamiliar bed. It takes a moment for my nerves to catch up with my head, sending shouts of protest and pain once they do; every inch of my body aches.

One of my eyes is swollen shut, but the other blinks rapidly against the light. The room – a large bedroom suite decorated in muted colors is far too bright.

The silken fabric of my nightgown scratches my overly-sensitized skin despite its softness. How long has it been since I’ve worn clothing?

Someone has washed and braided my hair, and bandages have been wrapped around my feet and arms. Muffled voices reach my ears, and my attention swings to a closed door on my left. The fine hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, and I slip from the bed as gracefully as I can.

I cross the small space, settling with my back against the door and pressing my ear to the cool wood.

“Selene Moreau.” I don’t recognize the voice speaking my name. “She’s supposed to be dead.”

“Well clearly she isn’t.” A second voice answers. “Has anyone found Garrick yet?”

A growl drowns out the final word, followed by a familiar bass. Aiden is leading the hunt, he has instructions to check in the moment they catch his trail.” A heavy pause punctuates Bastien’s words. “I don’t understand how we didn’t know.”

“Garrick put on a good show.” The first speaker remarks, “No one ever suspected he could do anything like this.”

“It’s a failure on all our parts.” The second man states gravely. “We should have asked more questions. Volana wolves are not easy to kill – two going at once should have been a red flag.”

“We couldn’t have known.” The first man placates.

“No we should have known.” This has to be the Alpha. As heir Bastien is second in command in the pack; no one else would be speaking with him this way. “Instead an innocent pup was left to suffer for almost a decade.”

I was so busy trying to sort out all the implications of their words that I didn’t notice the approaching footsteps. I heard the knob turn half a second before I felt the door pressing into my spine, sliding my body towards the wall.

Suddenly Bastien is peering down at me, an amused look on his handsome face. “Eavesdropping, little wolf?”

leaning on the wall and ignoring the pain shooting up my legs. He holds out one arm to block his companions from entering, and I take

block my path. Too late I realize running is a sure fire way to spark a wolf’s prey drive. I watch him warily as the other men enter, so focused on the potential threat

Durand, the very image of Bastien were he a few decades older, steps forward. “Hello

hide myself from view. I cannot explain it. I do not want any of them to be in this room with me, and Bastien is the one who brought me here against my will in the first

catching me up before I can contemplate fleeing. “Come here, you.” Bastien deposits me back into the plush bedding, taking a seat by my side so that his large form remains

Bastien’s POV

since she escaped Garrick. She’s huddled among the

he’s found, but in truth I have no intention

first time. She

a time when I could not help myself. I feel I owe it to Corrine to do the same for you now. You have my word that Garrick will be caught; he will account

the meantime?” Her voice is stronger than it had been in the forest. “What do you intend to do with

to scent mark the sweet creature in front of me.

Axel. I think

to be helpful. He

we need to get you better.” Father says reasonably. “The doctor is quite concerned that your injuries have not healed yet.” He glances at me reluctantly. “There was an inordinate amount of Wolfsbane in your system when Bastien brought

to me. I fall into bottomless pools of sapphire and violet, sensing a profound hopelessness

consumes me in a conflagration so sudden and violent that I know I need to get out of the room before Axel forces

can make apologies for my rudeness later, but right now I’ve

Selene’s POV

and for some inexplicable reason I feel tears well in my eyes. I don’t know why I told him about Luna. I certainly hadn’t planned on doing so, but when I looked

I expected to find some comfort in sharing the secret; instead I

Gabriel’s gravelly voice pulls my attention

your mother even more hideously than I knew.” He

understand.” I murmur

laces every word. Before I can ask the questions waiting on my tongue, the Alpha pins me with a fierce stare. “I know the

“Arrangements?” I repeat dumbly.

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