Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 10 Arabella Falls Down the Stairs

Selene’s POV

The steady beeping of a heart monitor greets me when I wake, along with the uncomfortable sensation of needles embedded in my arms. My eyes flutter open, and slowly the sterile white walls of a hospital room take shape around me.

Bastien is already by my side.

“What happened?” I mutter drowsily.

“You had a very high fever.” He tells me, brushing a lock of hair away from my face. “I told you we needed to go to the ER but you were very determined to stay on the floor.” if I imagined a hint of a smile on his lips, it was long gone by his next words. “You fought me like a hellcat and managed to smash your head into the bathroom mirror.”

The beeping next to me speeds up as my anxiety surges. I might not remember it, but I know exactly why I fought him so hard Bastien glances at the machine, mistaking the cause of my worry, “It’s alright.” He promises gently. “There wasn’t any serious injury, just a concussion and a few scrapes.”

“What else did the doctor say?” Please tell me he doesn’t know. Please, please, please.

“Whatever stomach bug you had dehydrated you so much that fever set in. They’re going to pump you full of liquids and send you home.” Bastien explains. My pulse was just starting to slow when he caught me with a look I know only too well. “And when we get there you and I are going to have a little talk about trying to treat your own illnesses,” His voice lowers a full octave,” and biting,”

“Biting?” I squeak.

He nods ominously, “you were very naughty.”

I shrink instinctively beneath his scrutiny. Whatever else has happened between us, at the end of the day he is still my Alpha, and I disobeyed him – attacked him. “How much trouble am I in?”

To my surprise Bastien smiles and raises my hand to his lips, pressing soft kisses to my knuckles. “You aren’t. You scared the shit out of me.” He admits, “I’m too relieved you’re all right to be angry.”

I open my mouth to protest his teasing, but relief dissolves the words from my tongue. I feel a rush of affection for this man, the father of my child. If I was as sick as he makes it sound, he may have saved our lives.

“Thank you for taking care of me, Bastien.” He looks as if he’s about to wave the words away, but I latch onto the hand still holding mine. “Not just for today. For every day over the last three years, I never would have survived without you and I,” I have to pause so I don’t get choked up, I will be eternally grateful that you were in my life.”

“You never have to thank me for taking care of you, Selene.” He answers, his earlier warmth receding as he releases me. “It’s my job.”

helpless young wolf to the elements, not after a pack member took them captive.

of terror seizes me, have I lost it? Is that why he doesn’t know? The heart monitor speeds up again and I do the only thing I

outside my room. I rise from bed as quickly as

mildly surprised. “Mrs. Durand, you really shouldn’t be out

and I need to speak with you alone.”

eyes survey me thoughtfully. “As you wish,” he gestures toward the corridor, moving us

everything alright?” He asks.

I hit my head and was dehydrated, but I know you must have run tests and things.” I trip over my words, “That is to say – I mean, I wanted

pacifying hand. “Do not worry, your baby is in perfect

realize existed lifts from my shoulders. “Thank you,” I breathe, “But that’s only half of it.

answers with

blink, confused.

patient, not him. You may be married and he may be the future Alpha,

and my cheeks split with a wide grin. “Thank

The doctor raises a cautioning finger, “You have to be very careful not to let yourself get dehydrated like this again. What you’re experiencing is not simple morning sickness, but a serious condition causing extreme, persistent illness throughout pregnancy. It

“You mean this isn’t going to go away until

not. You will need to take extreme care to maintain your strength. You may very well need to be hospitalized

nod shakily,. “Thank

other thing.” The doctor

“Yes?”

might want to know. It will only be your decision to share

pause, “I don’t understand, I thought

Pregnancy changes your body’s pheromones. It alters your scent. Once you hit 12 weeks your husband and every other male

from Garrick’s imprisonment, I have often found these basic facts

nod my thanks and begin to turn back

it part way, as I pivot toward the desk a flash of blonde hair appears

hall, and the look on her face makes it clear: She

her at the top of the main staircase. She is staring at me with those wide doe-eyes, her

shock is plain