Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 64 Still Mine

A pair of guards flank the entryway to Selene and Lila’s room in the Pack House. Apparently our arrival, combined with the threat of the bounty, was sufficient to cajole my mate into moving in if only temporary.

The guards try to block my approach, but quickly quell beneath the force of my scowl, stepping aside so I can knock. Bracing my shoulders for a fight, I rap on the heavy wood, listening to the movement inside with baited breath.

The door swings open, revealing a startled looking Selene. Her hair is up in a messy bun, and her soft blue sundress appears to have been splashed with water. I can smell the remnants of bubble bath and shampoo, and suspect I’ve just missed bath time.

“Bastien.” Selene greets me stiffly, her nervousness clear for all to see. My wolf whines, wanting to comfort his mate, but I hold him off. I don’t want Selene to be afraid of me, but I can’t show her any reprieve not yet

Bracing my hands on the doorframe, I loom near, but do not enter the suite. “We need to talk.”

Selene shifts uneasily on her feet. “I’m in the middle of getting Lila to bed.”

I glance over her head, searching the small set of rooms with curiosity. Sure enough, Lila is curled on the couch in a pair of footie pajamas, her hair still damp from her bath. Her eyelids flutter heavily, though she clearly wants to stay up. Every few moments she gives herself a little shake and opens her beautiful eyes wide, stubbornly fighting the drowsiness threatening to pull her under.

My heart swells in my chest, overflowing with warmth and affection for the adorable pup. I thought ! would feel differently, now that I know she isn’t mine. I thought I’d been imagining the bond I feel with her, that my delusional mind had constructed some fairytale out of false hope and stupidity.

Looking at her now, I know I imagined nothing. I feel every bit as besotted with the tiny creature as I was the moment I first laid eyes on her. I don’t see Drake or remember Selene’s betrayal. I don’t feel the sting of resentment and jealousy there is only love. Love for the silly she-wolf fruitlessly attempting to block my view of the apartment, and love for the perfect being she created.

“I can wait.” I inform Selene, striding past her without asking for permission to enter.

A strangled noise sounds in Selene’s throat as she watches me cross the room to the overstuffed sofa. A wide grin stretches across my face when Lila notices my arrival and perks with happiness to see me.

fending off sleep just

hands beneath her outstretched arms, pulling the toddler up and into my embrace, “Well, what have we here?” I grumble playfully, “Can this be the same pup I

her nose crinkles up with indignance. “I’s already clean!” She informs me with a pout, “I

my teeth hurt. “But you smell so good now.” I tease, “So good I could eat you right up!” I nuzzle her shoulder making nom nom nom sounds, and

of the corner of my eye, still looking uncertain, “There will be no eat ing any

looking up at

away before she can make contact. *That can be arranged.” I tell

She answers immediately,

the doorway and watching us with a mix of dis belief and confusion. Catching her between my crosshairs, I extend my free arm, inviting her to come lie on my other

Axel howls for his mate. Selene’s body twists and visibly quakes as the sounds move through her, and she wrenches herself away from

Lila, I ask, “Does your mommy tell

cuddling into my

The only thing missing is Se lene, and I know part of him is still calling to her wolf, no matter how she

a

tle wolf who was taken prisoner by an evil sorcerer. He was very mean to her, and very bad.” I explain dra matically.

murmurs with

answer that doesn’t involve curse words. “Because some people are so unhappy with themselves, that they want to make the rest of the world unhappy too so they aren’t alone.” I finally answer, “but one day the little wolf outsmarted the sorcerer. When

Lila to make sure she’s still awake, I press on. “Still, the little wolf was very afraid of the prince because of everything the sorcerer did to her. She thought he was like the man who hurt her, and be cause she remembered all the terrible things the sorcerer told her about the world, she convinced herself the prince didn’t really love her and ran

ran away?” Lila repeats with a furrowed

spent all his time dreaming of the past, wishing that

Lila’s small voice startles me from my reverie, and I realize I’ve paused for longer than I