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?”

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

thought I was the kidnapper. Why do I have to stay in lock down if

of control. I need to ensure

weary sigh, I close the distance to my wife and drop my

making this anything!”

custody, sweetheart.” The endearment rings false in my clipped

intention of allowing the enforcers anywhere near Selene, no matter what other false 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 words. “So it isn’t lock down.” She summarizes. “It’s house

what you call it,” I said. “As

Selene’s POV

gesticulate wildly as I pace in

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

going along

for Bella.” She asserts. “He’s always had a

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 here basically 24/7 since before she was taken, so it’s not like I can be off torturing her!” The words pour

She agrees, sitting up with a look of dawning light on her face. “The only

it

me into the bathroom and out of the guard’s hearing. “The cabin.” She murmurs, “The pack house isn’t technically your property because it transfers to any Alpha, but the cabin is in Bastien’s and your name. It’s the only place they could tie directly

urge to jump up and down in

have my moments.” A sly smile stretches across her face. “What do you say, we make

room since the first

for some unseen pressure point in the plaster. “One benefit of being Alphas,” she shares smugly, we get to know the escape routes even the

hidden doorway slides open before us. Sweet relief fills me,

any danger – they can’t blame you for the kidnapping and attack you at

her foot

her fangs, “Gabriel wasn’t the only one who ruled this pack

are off.” I frown, peeking over a mossy boulder beyond the treeline of the

– or smell Arabella.” Odette is hunkered down beside me, her wolf glowing through her eyes. All wolves seem to rise to the surface in

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