Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 122 Contingencies

Bastien’s POV

“Daddy do you have ta go?” My pup’s tiny voice cuts me right to the core.

Has there ever been a worse feeling than this? Than leaving my family and not knowing if I’ll ever see them again? Than knowing that if I can’t fix things with Blaise, their lives might be forfeit, and I won’t be around to protect them?

“I wouldn’t be going unless I absolutely had to, Lila bean.” I explain earnestly, cupping her tiny cheek in my hand.

“When you come back?” Lila questions mournfully, reaching towards me with both arms open.

“As soon as I can.” I promise, pulling her out of Selene’s arm and into my own.

“Next week?” She asks, her adorable face so hopeful I want to cancel my mission just to make her happy. I can’t believe how deeply I love this little being after so short a time. I’m touched at how attached we’ve become despite our brief acquaintance, and yet part of me wishes we had not formed this bond. Leaving would be so much easier.

“No little one, probably not next week.” I answer gently. “But I promise I won’t stay away a moment longer than I have to.”

Lila’s face is turning pink, and I can already see the tears coming on. Axelwhines in my head, Selene is already softly crying and the salty scent is driving me up the wall. Squeezing my daughter tight, I reach out and pull Selene into my embrace as well, holding my family close

Sure enough, Lila is crying within moments, pitifully weeping against my neck as I kiss my mate goodbye. I have to fight the instinct to claim Selene one last time before I go. We made love twice this morning already, but the taste of her honeyed lips beneath mine is only too tempting. “I’ll be back before you know it.” I swear huskily, staring into Selene’s red rimmed eyes.

She nods, tenderly extracting Lila from my grasp and making soft shushing noises when the toddler objects with whines and wails. The last thing I see before sliding into the car is Selene gently bouncing our pup in her arms while the child sobs my name. “Daddy! She’s squirming to escape my wife’s grasp, undoubtedly wanting to run after me, and Selene finally turns to carry her away into the house, the sounds of her own, muted tears tormenting my supernatural ears.

Aiden slides into the passenger seat, offering me a sympathetic frown, “They’ll be okay.” He promises. “Donavon and I will take care of them.”

“I know.” I breathe, “thank you, brother.” My beta is going to accompany me to the border, and his face grows more drawn and serious as we pull out of the drive. “Everything is in place, we’ll keep you updated with every new development here.”

“Have you found out anything more about Odile?” I prompt, all the possible misfortunes facing my family tormenting my already.

“No. We’ve been searching everywhere.” Aiden replies with a swift shake of the head.

doubt your mother’s word. If ODette says she saw Odile, I believe her.

she’ll know he’s primed to ally against us.” I suggest firmly, wondering if it was a mistake to treat the former elder councilor

doctor?” Aiden

nothing doesn’t mean there’s nothing to find. We’ve always known our enemy was talented. As far as I’m

think you’re right. There have been too many coincidences with his involvement, either someone is using him as a pawn, or he’s

pull onto the main road out of the city, my mind drifts to

exile.” Aiden explains, shooting

“East?”

repeat. “You don’t

“But I wouldn’t put

we cross the border into rogue territory. We both exit the car, and I circle around to my second in command. “Take care of

just worry about getting back in one piece.

my best.” I chuckle, giving him a forceful hug and

wolf and disappearing into the trees. I return to the car, pointing it towards the Calypso territory and praying this won’t be

Drake’s POV

of water splattering against the tiles. As I near the doorway I realize the sound is slightly off, broken and scattered, as if the shower head has been removed from its cradle and redirected from its

of Sophie’s shower gel and her own unique fragrance. As l inhale her lovely aroma I realize it’s changing, deepening and

whimper punctuates the rain-like pitter-patter, and I realize why the water sounds so strange, and why my little lamb’s scént is so especially

what do you think you are doing?” I

red flush coloring her cheeks as she jerks the shower

arms around her body

blazing at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Though I couldn’t stop myself from marking her, I haven’t yet claimed her body, wanting to give her time to get used to

joining her under the shower’s

lips as she gazes warily up at me, “I don’t

warmly, pulling her taut body flush against

am?” She squeaks, unconsciously clenching her thighs to relieve the

predatory grin, but that’s no