Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 74 The Letter

Selene’s POV

This isn’t happening.

It can’t be real.

I’m frozen in place, staring at Odette as if she’s a ghost. I must have misheard her. But if that’s the case, why does she look so distraught? Why are there tears in her eyes? And where is my pup?

I swing my gaze from her to Bastien, whose hands are locked in white knuckled fists at his sides. He’s breathing heavily, his eyes glowing and fangs extended. My first reaction was disbelief. His apparently was fury.

Bastien’s gaze descends on me, and I feel my lower lip begin to tremble uncontrollably. It’s not real. I think desperately.

Luna is frantic, lashing out our heightened senses to every corner of the room in search of Lila and coming up empty. “What do you mean she was taken?” I choke, “How could that happen, weren’t you watch ing her?”

“I’m so sorry, Selene.” Odette professes sincerely. “I turned my back for one moment and she was gone!”

What?!.can’t help blaming Odette a little when I realize Bastien is crossing the room towards me, a de termined look in his molten eyes. I back away from him, shaking my head in denial and trying to stay out of his reach even as his muscular arms extend towards me.

“No!” I insist, swatting at his hands. I don’t want to be cuddled. I don’t want to be comforted. I want my pup. “Don’t Bastien!”

He doesn’t listen, growling dominantly and dragging me into his embrace no matter how hard I fight.

Eventually my flailing limbs and defiant snarls give way to sobs. It isn’t real. I think again. She isn’t gone. My hands go from pushing my mate away to trying to climb completely into his arms. He lets me, lift ing me off the ground and rocking me gently back and forth.

Gentle, soothing purrs vibrate against my cheek and soft lips press to my hair. “Shhh little wolf.” Bastien croons. “We’ll find her.” He promises, an edge of steel in his deep voice, “You have my word if it’s the last thing I do, I will bring her home.”

Sophie’s POV

I’ve made a

was so convincing. All I needed was a little leverage to hold against Selene in order to convince her to leave Drake, and her pup would certainly provide the motivation. It’s not even really a kidnapping Lila knows me, and I have

the more time that passes, the more I start to imagine how Selene and Drake must be feeling now that the pup has disappeared, and Martin’s plan doesn’t seem so great after all. They must be out of their minds with worry, and

blinded me so much that I would steal an innocent child from her mother? That I

always liked Selene. I’ve always liked Lila. I don’t want to cause

a mother and I cannot pretend to understand the bond between parent and pup, but I

and again I feel a rush of abject guilt. Even if I believed in what I was doing how stupid can I possibly have been to bring her to my home? Maybe if I reach out and pre tend it was an accident. I can say I found Lila wandering near the park and rescued her but

the doorway watching me, a gruesome sneer on his

lest I set off his temper.

with a cold leer and taking my chin in his hand. “Are you ques tioning

shaking my head. I know what comes of questioning Martin

best for you.

“Yes, but”

what you’re told. I swear, I don’t know why you have to make

pen and paper into my hand, and I can feel Lila watching us. I glance in her direction,

The pup

This isn’t

ruthless temper flushing his

the two of them. “She’s just a pup,” I insist.

writhes in my belly, apparently even toddlers are braver

Martin answers gruffly, lashing out with the back of

stars swirling in my vision. I don’t have any time to get my bearings before he’s grasping me by my shirt collar and dragging me back to the desk where the unwritten ransom note

and tasting the coppery taste of blood, I try to force down the sick rising in my esopha gus. Trying to steady my shaking hand, I lift the pen,

Selene’s POV

alone when I find the