Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 149 Defying the Doctor’s Orders

Selene’s POV

With every day that passes, the more worried I become that Bastien hasn’t called. I’m certain he’s alive. With our bond, I know I would feel it if he weren’t, no matter how far away he may be. Still, the continued radio silence is enough to make me fear any number of other tragedies. Is he hurt? Is he sick? Sitting in a dungeon somewhere?

Don’t jump to conclusions. Luna advises in a soothing tone. As far as we know, no news is good news.

I hate it when people say that. I reply silently, no news can be just as damning as bad news, especially when the person you’re worried about is literally facing death.

The worst part of all of this is that I know the others are worried too, but they aren’t telling me because they‘re worried I’ll fall to pieces.

I’m sick of being babied this way just because I’m pregnant. I mean, I know there are some things I probably don’t want to know, and I know I’m already under too much pressure and buckling beneath the weight of everything already on my shoulders, but shielding me from reality isn’t helping. Now I’m simply imagining a thousand horrible possibilities rather than coping with anything real.

“Mommy,” Lila begins, interrupting my thoughts.

“Yes lovey?” I prompt, pulling her into my lap.

“Will Daddy be home before da baby comes?” Apparently our minds were on the same wavelength. The sweet pup is looking up at me hopefully, expecting me to have all the answers even though I’m in the dark almost as much as she is.

“I hope so, angel.” I answer honestly. “I really do.”

“Can we call him?” She asks for the thousandth time. She’s asking less and less often, but she still asks far too frequently, and everytime she does my heart breaks a little more for all three of us.

“You know his phone isn’t working right now, Lila. We’ve talked about this, remember?” I explain gently.

“I tought it might be better by now.” She pouts, fiddling with the stuffed elephant in her tiny hands. After thinking for a moment, she looks back up at me hopefully, and I know what she’s going to ask before the words leave her mouth. “Can you come home t’day?”

Another question that breaks my heart, and one I hear way too often.

Sighing heavily, I begin, “I wish I could sw”

“Your wish has been granted.” Aiden announces out of nowhere, striding into the room as if he’s on a mission, “We‘re getting you out of here, Selene.”

believe my ears, “What?” Drake strolls in behind the beta, an odd look on his face. “Did Dr

“He did not.

understand.” I murmur, “What’s

Drake promises, looking down at my pup, “You hear that little bean Mommy’s

unfortunately making my stomach roil. Seeing the expression on my face, Drake quickly gathers her

in a daze as the men pack my bags and call for the nurse to remove

taken aback. The beta is normally the friendliest of shifters, I can’ trecall ever seeing him look so fierce

Kane says to

Aiden says abruptly, turning to me, “Are

vigorously, not understanding what’s happening, but knowing exactly where

Thomas curtly.

and being ready are not the same thing.” Dr

only recommendations.” Drake counters with

on earth is

Aiden finishes the Eros Alpha’s thought. And

rethink this decision. Selene’s labs are barely recovered and she still isn’t putting

such thing.” Drake sighs, “But I assure you home is less stressful for

that the men are finally supporting me, finally listening to what I’ve been saying this

pack house.” Aiden claims, everything you have here, we can provide

in an emergency!” Dr

not as if she’s at risk of a heart attack.” Drake defends, “if she gets too dehydrated and passes out, we just have to get fluids into her, not rush her to the OR for

am begging you to reconsider.” Thomas

aren’t telling us? Aiden grumbles confrontationally. “some

the man in the room. It’s a very awkward thing to imagine your obstetrician has a crush on you in the first place, let alone confront him with the theory in a room full

my patient.

she’s not.” Drake

Kane

to me and

why’s uncle Rake and uncle Aidn being