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.

they aren’t talking. But I don’t doubt your mother’s word. If ODette says

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

the doctor?”

know your investigation didn’t uncover any evidence of wrongdoing, but finding nothing doesn’t mean there’s nothing to find. We’ve always known our enemy was talented. As far as I’m concerned, Dr Kane is a

in agreement. “I think you’re right. There have been too many coincidences with his involvement, either someone is using

the main road out of the city, my mind drifts to our other unanswered question.

her exile.” Aiden explains, shooting me a

“East?”

repeat. “You don’t

know,” my friend grumbles. “But I

I remark dryly, pulling the car over just before we cross the border into rogue territory. We both exit the car, and I circle around to my second in command. “Take care of my girls.” I implore him, knowing I need not

about getting back in one piece. If you die and force me to become Alpha, I’ll

chuckle, giving him a forceful hug

huge gray wolf and disappearing into the trees. I return to the car, pointing it towards the

Drake’s POV

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

the familiar perfume of Sophie’s shower gel and her own unique fragrance. As l inhale her lovely aroma I realize it’s

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

you think you are doing?” I demand playfully, peeking my head into the

in the air, a bright red flush coloring her cheeks as she jerks the shower head away from

her arms around her

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 the idea of being mated before introducing

under the shower’s spray. Sophie’s eyes widen in surprise, and she determinedly

warily up at me, “I don’t know what’s gotten into

pulling her taut body flush

had been red before, she’s positively scarlet now. “I am?” She squeaks, unconsciously clenching her thighs to relieve

but that’s no excuse for