Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 132 Radio Silence

Arabella’s POV

“You’re sure this will work?” I ask, studying a bottle of viscous liquid labeled with swirling text in a language I neither speak nor understand.

“Entirely.” Jax for that’s the only name he ever gave me answers. The big bear is covered in tattoos from head to toe, and thus far he’s the only member of the Calypso pack from the lower city who I’ve dained to meet.

It was dumb luck that I found him at all. After a particularly tense dinner with Blaise, who seems to be the kind of man who believes the best way to keep his women in line is through violence, I decided to invest in a bit of insurance. I’m not sure the Alpha would ever raise his hand against me, but he has no problem raising them against his concubines. I watched him half-strangle the one delivering his steak simply because she placed his knife on the wrong side of his plate.

Part of me likes knowing he doesn’t hold back his dominance, especially with the kind of immoral women who would agree to debase themselves for his pleasure, but I haven’t survived this long by underestimating the cruelty of others. Quite the contrary, I assume everyone is a threat until proven otherwise, and Blaise offers more evidence than most.

“This drug was made to treat depression,” Jax is explaining. “But apparently it worked too well when it came to making people forget their troubles. It was found to have such major impacts on memory function that it was pulled from the market within weeks.”

“it will make him forget everything?” press, already prepping a needle to inject Bastien. This first time I’ll have to dose him intravenously. but Jax assures me it can be injected directly in the future. A few drops in his morning coffee, and Bastien will be the perfect puppet for my plans.

After all, if I want the Nova pack to accept me as their leader, the Alpha’s endorsement will go a long way.

Once I’ve gotten rid of Selene and the brat, I can begin my conquest, eventually phasing out Bastien as Alpha and making him suffer every step of the way. It really is a blessing that he turned up here. Away from the Novas, I can convince him of whatever I want, and by the time we go back to Elysium, he’ll be so convinced of my trustworthiness that nothing anyone else says will matter. I’ll control him completely. The hard part is going to be keeping him away from Blaise.

Jaz’s reply tugs my thoughts back to the present. “Well not everything. It will only take him back a certain distance. His long term memory will be fine, it’s his short term that will be affected.”

This stops me short, “I need him to drop back at least seven years.” To before he met Selene.

“That shouldn’t be a problem,” Jax assesses. “You just need to strengthen the dose a bit.”

“Good,” I breathe. “Thank you again for your help.”

“It’s not a favor.” Jax growls, “I expect you to pay me double for the house call.” “Of course.” I smile, “I’ll pay whatever you ask, so long as you keep the goods coming.”

Selene’s POV

One Night Earlier

Bastien’s deep voice reverberates through my mind, sending delicious shivers down my spine and making the sensitive flesh

laugh, trying not to let him know how powerfully he affects me

don’t think you can get away with sassing me just because I’m away.” My mate threatens, a predatory note entering his husky tone.”

powerful hands raining punishment down on me. “How come I never saw this side of

you’ve said, I coddled you.” As he speaks I slide my hand between my legs, letting my lashes fall shut as I imagine my husband being

I purr. “What are

my sodden channel clench with need.

“I don’t know, I’m almost naked myself. What if the line

vixen.” Bastien groans, sounding rough and warm all at once. “I’m hard as a rock and imagining

do if I were? I prompt, rubbing my

kissing every inch of your beautiful little body.” He explains, the images he’s describing flashing into my mind. “I’d set up camp between your thighs

overwhelmed with need

wolf?” There’s a note of foreboding in

my voice, and I

give you permission.” His

I complain, he can’t expect me to just sit here and listen to him

good thing

my lust, and a stab of real

baby?”

you here.” I admit softly, my throat

you?” i know he’s trying to steer me away from dwelling on my tormented emotions, and thankfully it

back to my lust, and I confess just how badly

even then.” I

video.” He