Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 32 House Arrest

Bastien’s POV

“Enough” i cut through the rising voices: Selene swearing her innocence, the enforcers combatively contending that the evidence is against her, Aiden calling for calm. “This isn’t getting us anywhere. Our priority is finding Arabella.”

No one quells more than Selene under the force of my tone, and I wish I could comfort her. My anger is for the enforcers, not her.

“Our best trackers are on the trail, Alpha.” A resigned Danvers promises, “I’ve already received word that the men you sent rendezvoused with the team.”

“They’ve followed Bella’s scent to New Town.” Aiden confirms. Then, using our mental link he adds, If it were me, and I wanted to frame Selene, I would take Arabella to Garrick’s house.

He’s right. It’s the only property Selene owns independently, and the last place either of us would ever go. Let’s go.

Aiden marches out on my order, no doubt pulling the car around while I wrangle the enforcers back out of the room. “We have a lead.” I announce. “I want everyone ready to move out in five minutes.”

Danvers brow furrows, “What lead?”

T’ll explain on the way.” I deflect, calling mother and the sentries back into the secure room.

“You’re leaving?” Selene’s small voice surprises me. “Now?”

“Yes.” I answer simply.

“What if it’s a trap?” Selene halts me for the second time. “You should let the enforcers go and make sure it’s safe first.”

I don’t even consider the suggestion. I’ve never run from a fight before, I don’t intend to start now, I need to be there for Arabella.”

*Please don’t go, Bastien.” Selene whispers, her cerulean and violet eyes shining.

“I have to.” Once the guards are positioned at the door once more, I command, “Don’t let anyone in until I’m back.”

“Wait.” Tiny feet charge after me, near silent on the persian rug. “You’re locking us in here again?”

written clearly across my wife’s face. “I promise

my mate.” thought I was the kidnapper. Why do I have to stay in lock

I don’t have time to put out this fire, not when another blazes out of control. I need to ensure my mate is safe, and the enforcers

wife and drop my lips to her ear. “Don’t make this harder than it

making this

rings false in my clipped

evidence they find, but I can’t reveal this – not yet. It will be seen as corruption, and I need the investigators on

I wish I could take back the

what you call it,” I said. “As

Selene’s POV

My hands gesticulate wildly as I pace in

Odette soothes, more alert than I’ve seen her in a long time. Providing comfort

believe Bastien is going along with it.

for Bella.” She asserts. “He’s

though,” I harp on, unable to let the issue go. “Let’s assume I wanted to kidnap Arabella and actually found a way to accomplish it. Where could I possibly put her? What am I supposed to be doing with her? There’s no ransom and no body and I’ve been

agrees, sitting up with a look of dawning light

putting it so

cabin.” She murmurs, “The pack house isn’t technically your property because it transfers to any Alpha,

up and

face. “What

of this room since

pressure point in the plaster. “One

clicks loudly, and a hidden doorway slides open before us. Sweet relief fills me,

“That was before. Now we know you aren’t in any danger – they can’t blame you for the kidnapping and attack you at the

lifts her foot

about me sweetling.” She pats my cheek and flashes her fangs, “Gabriel wasn’t the only one who ruled this

frown, peeking over a mossy boulder

rise to the surface in the forest, and being near them when it happens makes me

heart. I don’t even feel nauseous here. For the first time since I found out about the baby, not even a sliver of discomfort