Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 128 Bastien Arrives in Tartarus

Selene’s POV

Lila is crying again when I get home, and as soon as I enter the apartment my mother-in-law shoots me a look of abject relief. My pup is running towards me before I can even close the door behind me, her tiny feet drumming a rapid pitter patter across the wood floors.

“Mommy!”

“Hello sweet pup.” I croon, gathering her in my arms and rocking her gently from left to right. “What’s the matter?”

“Gamma wouldn’ let me have cookie!” She cries pitifully.

“I said not before you eat your lunch,” Odette reminds her kindly, dropping a kiss to my cheek and whispering in my ear, “You’ve definitely got your hands full. I’m sorry I dismissed you earlier.”

“Don’t be silly, I didn’t take it that way.” I assure her, turning to Lila. “I’ll tell you what, little bean. I’m starving, why don’t we have lunch together and then afterwards we’ll go share a big cookie from the bakery?”

Lila’s tears slow, but she sniffles when she looks up at me. “I don’ wanna share.”

“Well I hate to break it to you angel, but you’re going to have to get used to it.” i inform her, instantly sensing a fresh wave of defiance and continuing, “but the fun part of sharing is that it means we’re together. When you share something, you’re never alone.”

My daughter doesn’t look convinced, but she’s placated enough to hug Odette goodbye and sit down for lunch. We spend the rest of the afternoon together, playing and talking about all the big changes happening in our lives. I wish I could say it was enough, but there’s no way to explain to a three year old why their entire world has turned upside down.

Tomorrow she’ll have the same questions, the same fears, and we’ll do it all over again.

“Lila’s having a really hard time.” I tell Bastien over the phone that night, “I’ve never known her to act out so much. Some of it is just age but…”

“But it’s also the move, and the new baby, and me being gone.” He sighs.

“Yes.” I confess, not wanting to make him feel guilty, yet needing to share my feelings with my mate. Part of me wonders if that’s selfish. With everything Bastien is risking for our family, is it fair of me to further burden him with my troubles? After all, I’m well equipped to handle Lila’s tantrums, I’ve been their sole manager all these years.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I’ll try to talk to her.” He promises.

She’s not the only one who wants you home. I think, stopping myself from speaking the words aloud. “Thank you.” I say instead. “She misses you. We both do.”

He professes, his deep voice low and gravelly.

at me for being too thin and called me dramatic when I told him I

My

make sure no other

warm shiver down my spine, “It would serve the bastard right

say I’ll be

I decided I simply couldn’t. I know my husband will only worry if I tell him now, and I don’t

I might get in trouble for the lie, but I have to do what’s best for

can find someone fast.” He replies, full of

I tell him the same lie. “I’m hanging in there.” In reality I want to curl up in a little ball and die. My first pregnancy could afford to simply sulk and feel

will you arrive in Tartarus?” I ask, needing

answers,

entry three times today alone. Either word of his

the Goddess.” I breathe. “You’re going

He vows. “My days of running in and playing the hero are long gone. I would never risk my life now that I have a family to care for not unless have no other

don’t land in a situation where you lose those choices, Bastien.” I plead. “If it

us, and I can already sense

can.” I

instead. “I won’t risk anything I do not have to,

to feel as moody as Lila. I want my mate and I don’t care what has to happen for him to come back to me, as long as he does. Another man might lie to me for the sake of my hormones and feelings, but not

argument, he’s as ruthless as he is stern. “And I’ll never forgive myself if I don’t do everything in my power to protect

Sophie’s POV

we came to Elysium because Selene and Lila are in danger, but I can’t help but feel some lingering envy for the glamorous

already here, sweetheart.” Drake replies, pressing his lips to

make the most

“Fine.” I grumble sullenly.

me closer, “There’s no need to be jealous, little lamb. Don’t you know I only

In fact, since my heat began I’ve been so overwhelmed with pleasures I never knew existed that it’s difficult to even string two thoughts together. Still, every time I do regain

Martin’s voice

ominous tone, his warm breath fluttering over my ear, “stop it