Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 120 Telling Selene

Bastien’s POV

Selene’s silken voice is floating out of Lila’s bedroom in a steady stream, weaving fairy tales from thin air to carry our pup off to sleep. It’s already dark out, the winds of autumn ushering in the night earlier and earlier as we near the equinox, and confusing my young daughter’s internal clock to no end.

Moving to lean in the doorway, I spy my mate stretched out on Lila’s twin bed, our pup snuggled beside her with heavy eyelids. Her little mouth stretches wide with frequent yawns and I know it won’t be long before she passes out completely.

Pure longing consumes me as I watch the beautiful pair: Selene’s gentle hands caressing Lila’s dark hair as she spins her fantasy, the sweet pup’s soft cooing sounds as she’s lulled into dreamland.

I could stand here gazing at them forever. I’m continually astonished at how my love for them continues to grow, even after I’m convinced it could not be any greater. These precious beings disprove that assumption over and over again, and I have no doubt the new baby will do the same.

As painful as the pangs evoked by the thought of leaving them are, this very sight is exactly what I need to send me off on my journey. I will carry this image with me through every day I’m gone as a reminder of what’s truly important, and why I must take this risk.

Sensing my observance, Selene’s head turns toward me, an incandescent smile stretching across her perfect features when she catches me spying. We share a long look before Selene turns back to check on Lila, finding her conked out in deep sleep. Leaning down to kiss my daughter goodnight, I help untangle my mate from the bed, and guide her out of the room.

No sooner has the door closed behind us that I pin Selene against the wall, claiming her full lips in a string of long, luxurious kisses that leave us both breathless. I only intended to steal a few moments of affection, but now that I’ve started I can’t seem to stop. Selene arches into my questing hands, moaning in contentment.

“I love you so much.” I profess fervently, staring deep into her eyes.

“I love you too.” She replies huskily, pressing closer and nibbling my ear. Groaning and growing hard as her small hands slide across my chest, I try to hang on to my sanity. I can’t let myself be distracted from the matter at hand, no matter how pleasant the distraction.

Capturing Selene’s face between my hands, I suggest, “Let’s go for a run.”

“What?” She blinks in surprise, clearly expecting us to engage in a very different activity. “Now?”

sense of urgency. If we stay here I won’t be able to stop myself from making love to her, and she won’ t appreciate me breaking the news to her

tries to put some distance between us, but I don’t let her. “Bastien, is everything

want to go for a run with my gorgeous mate, is that so wrong?” I answer, tugging her towards the door. Looking unconvinced, Selene reluctantly follows, letting me lead her down

off our clothes, shifting into our wolf

clouds is blocking out the waning moon’s pearlescent glow, leaving not a single star

the crisp air at high speed, fallen leaves crunching beneath our paws with every step. Playfully

softened and sweetened by the presence of our growing pup. Sighing and pillowing my head on her snowy coat, I try to work up the strength to tell her what

don’t need to muster the right words, because Selene can already sense something is wrong. What’s going on Bastien? She questions, her lyrical voice chiming in

blow of my departure, I explain, This baby changes things, Selene I know. She replies with apprehension, things already seem crazy now, but this is nothing compared to what it

bad enough having you and Lila at risk, but now. I can’t put this off any longer. Put off

to her inevitable objections. I have to make you safe. Selene twists around so she can see my face, her blue and violet eyes wide. What are you

have to try whatever I can to make him give up his hunt for

happening in Elysium yet. She argues, agitated energy pulsing

admit with resignation. But we don’t have a

clambering to her feet, you said you’d be here with me for this pregnancy. You said

more harshly than intended. When she flinches I try to soften my tone, standing and nuzzling her downy fur. If I

you’ll be away. Besides, how do you possibly plan to make Blaise give up? He’s a monster, a psychopath.

I grind out, I can’t just stand by and let the

me Bastien. Selene begs, he’ll die before

you prepared to challenge him? He’s

counter gruffly, But you’re

never stop unless