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?”

arm to block his companions from entering, and I take the opportunity to dart past him into the main part of

path. Too late I realize running is a sure fire way to spark a wolf’s prey drive. I watch him

Durand, the very image of Bastien were he a

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

fleeing. “Come here, you.” Bastien deposits me back into the plush bedding,

Bastien’s POV

Garrick. She’s huddled among the pillows, leaning as far away from us as possible. My wolf is clawing at the

I’ve promised Father that my men will return Garrick to the pack house to stand trial once he’s found, but in truth I have no intention of letting the bastard

was very dear to me,” Father was saying, prompting Selene to meet his gaze for the first time. She hasn’t been able to look at any of us directly, not even

me at 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

stronger than it had been in the

scent mark the sweet creature in front of me. I leash in the desire, gritting my teeth

Axel. I

to be helpful. He

Father says reasonably. “The doctor is quite concerned that your injuries have not healed yet.” He glances at me reluctantly. “There was an

turns her eyes to me. I fall into bottomless pools of sapphire and violet, sensing a profound hopelessness I do not understand until she speaks again. “My wolf didn’t

get out of the room before Axel forces his way out of my body. I stand as he roars in my head, trembling with the effort of

done for it, I can make apologies for my rudeness later, but right now I’ve got to get to a safe

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

find some comfort in sharing the secret; instead I found

us for a moment.” Gabriel’s

even more hideously than

don’t understand.” I

happened to her. She saved my life and I’ve repaid her by letting her only daughter suffer unspeakable abuse.” Disgust laces every word. Before I can ask the questions waiting on my tongue, the

“Arrangements?” I repeat dumbly.

you