Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 105 Searching

Selene’s POV

My husband is impossible.

I swear, it’s not even dark out and we’re already in bed. We don’t even have my heat to use as an excuse anymore. That ended days ago, but the way Bastien is acting, you’d think we were a pair of teenagers trapped in a frenzy of hormones. Not that he’s solely to blame, it seems like every time he touches me I dissolve into a puddle.

It may sound like I’m complaining, but I’m just overwhelmed by everything that’s happened over the last few weeks. I’m not the least bit disappointed to have this incredible Alpha lavishing his affection on me, I’m simply at a loss for how to deal with all these changes.

Bastien is wrapped around me like the warmest of blankets, his big body cushioning every inch of me while his lips move over my soft skin. “Goddess, I love you.” He murmurs, nuzzling my neck.

“I love you too.” I whisper, smiling widely. “Even if you don’t listen to me when I try to tell you about my powers.”

Bastien’s warm chuckle vibrates against my skin moments before his fingers flutter over my sides, tickling me mercilessly. Squealing with laughter and writhing in his arms, I try to escape the tortuous touches, but only end up winding myself tighter in his embrace.

“I was listening.” He promises, nibbling my shoulder, “1 simply had other things on my mind.”

“Oh I know what you had on your mind.” I answer wryly, cuddling closer. “But what do you think?”

“I think if even half of what you read is true, then we need to figure out how to help you access that part of yourself.” He claims simply.

“Really?” I ask, glancing over my shoulder and trying to glimpse his rugged face.

“Of course.” Bastien confirms.

“You don’t think it’s…” I start with a shrug. “I don’t know, dangerous or something?”

“I think you need to learn as much as you can,” My mate assesses firmly. “The more able you are to defend yourself, the better.”

“I want to be able to teach Lila, too.” I confide, “when she’s old enough.”

“Mmm.” Bastien purrs in confirmation, “We need to find you a teacher somehow. Someone who knows about these things someone we can trust.”

going to find someone like that?” I ask softly. “I’ve never even heard of any other Volanas, and the

like his mind is a thousand miles away. “But I can’t see another option. We’ve tried to bring the powers out

claim mine. Even as I dissolve into the moment, his words ring in my head, echoing through my thoughts as if

as a threat no matter what he does. I know Bastien won’t allow anyone else to attack me, but my instincts will never kick

the answer is obvious. We don’t need to be attacked to be afraid, we just need to

talking about?” I complain. We were in danger with

Lila was with us then, we were trying to shield her,

us to fight if no one is

can think of one threat that’s right next door, one we can face without

mate who has already survived our death once. We’re not going

you see? Luna implores. Lila and Bastien are precisely why we’ll have to fight, she argues. They need us. Dying

not without

I think it’s

Bastien’s POV

and nurses scanning our small group as if looking for signs of illness or

pathology lab, the falsified DNA tests safely clutched in my fist. When we arrive the lab supervisor does a double take, her eyes going wide when she suddenly finds her Alpha bearing

“What can you tell

more and more nervous every second. Her dark eyes flit over the results page, before she looks back up at me with a frown. “This appears to be

to slits, “Perhaps I should have been clearer. This test was run in your labs, and the results have

I’m hearing

allergy which

quickly types in a rapid stream of information, presumably pulling up the electronic records. Gnawing on her lip as she reads the results, she glances at me

what, exactly?”

sample was contaminated, or the wrong sample was run against

the results once they were generated?”

I had to guess I’d say the wrong sample was

a thick red

the screen, her brow knitting together in confusion, “I don’t… it’s not… this doesn’t make sense.” Her words

wrong?” Donavon asks