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?”

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

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

blazes out of control. I need to ensure my mate is safe, and the enforcers want to keep her under lock and key until she’s

my lips to her ear. “Don’t make this

making this anything!”

or enforcer custody, sweetheart.” The endearment rings false in my clipped tone, “which would

– not yet. It will be seen as corruption, and I need the investigators on

could take back the words. “So

I said. “As long as you

Selene’s POV

| vent. “Where the hell do they think I’m hiding her? My hands gesticulate wildly as I pace

more alert than I’ve seen her in a long time. Providing comfort seems

Bastien is going

afraid for Bella.” She asserts. “He’s

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 on her

thanks for putting it so

“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 to you, and

fight the urge to jump up and down in excitement. “Odette, you’re a

sly smile stretches across her face. “What do you say, we make a break for

nothing more than to get out of this room since the first moment Bastien

begins combing her hands along the wall, her slender fingers searching for some unseen pressure point in the plaster. “One benefit of

loudly, and a hidden doorway slides open before us. Sweet relief fills me, accompanied by only a fraction of frustration. “Why didn’t you

know you aren’t in any danger – they can’t

she lifts her foot over

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

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

her wolf glowing through her eyes. All wolves seem to rise to the surface in the forest, and being near them when it happens makes

blood, a spark of fire in my empty heart. I don’t even feel nauseous here. For the first time