Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 182- Selene Decides

Selene

Thad a nightmare like this once: being helpless before Blaise while my family hangs in the balance. However even my worst dreams couldn’t have predicted this fate: being forced to choose between Bastien’s life and my own. Bastien is roaring and raging at me, ordering me to leave him behind, but I can’t bring myself to turn my back on him, Every time I see the knife go deeper into his back, Luna howls in agony and despair, freezing me in place.

I know Blaise’s offer is a trap, but I also know that there s no way I can undo what he’s already discovered. One way or another Blaise knows who I am now, he knows where I live and he knows about my unborn child. He doesn’t know about Lila, and the only person in Tartarus who might have betrayed her existence to him is dead now. If I run away now, he’ll simply follow me back to Elysium, and then there’

s no guaranteeing that I can keep my daughter safe.

“Bastien,” | sniffle, begging him to understand, “If I go now he’ll only come after me, he’ll follow me home.”

I can see my message click into place in his mind, but he only pauses for a moment. “Then don’t go home!” He hisses, “go to ground, go somewhere he’ll never find you. Don’t sacrifice yourself for me, I’m not worth it – think about the baby!”

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“I am,” | cry, feeling more helpless than I can ever re member. Even if I went to ground, Blaise would find out about Lila, and I can’t stand the idea of running forever and losing Bastien too. “And you’re wrong, you are worth it. I’ll find a way out of this, but I can’t let him kill you.”

him, I didn’t know the definition of the word. I’ve never seen rage like the emotion that pours out of my mate as I lower my hands and step towards Blaise. The sound of his fury fills the room like the blast from a cannon, and he actually manages to

falls to the ground with a groan as the magic traps him in its hold, and I try to close the distance between us. Instead Blaise catches me around the wait, and I can only weep as I reach for

Bastien as he

in his voice. “Hold onto that hope, my beauty.” Before I can stop him, he straightens me up and looks me over, studying my fair skin even as he makes it positively crawl. Already I can feel myself lighting up again, the moon’s light surging through my veins out of instinct rather than skill. Blaises tsks, “We’ll have to do something about this magic

count on it.” | vow, trying and failing to pull away from

and down like a piece of meat, “You’ve already proven yourself capable of satisfying the strongest of

fangs, “I will never willingly allow you to lay a finger

you think I care if you are willing?” Blaise coun ters, “do you not think I will appreciate you

soften my pose, ceasing to try and fight him and instead leaning into his large body. “By all means,

same sort of delighted cackle he emitted when he realized I’d man aged to harness my powers. “Oh my clever pet, do you have any idea how long I’ve

time being. “I’ve been running from you my whole life –

He traces a finger down my cheek, “the last Volana,” he grins, looking down

about my bloodline. After all, there’s no guarantee the child will inherit the gene, and that’s assuming it’s an other girl. The magic is only passed from mother to daugh ter. Still, telling him that can’t help me: either he’ll decide to kill me now despite his filthy fantasies, or decide to indulge them for the

a chance your child won’t be the gift I’m hoping it to be.” I feel my eyes widen, and a skitter of worry works it’s way through my

half concentrate on his words, because his guards are busy shackling Bastien’s legs and dragging him from the room.

about a seventy percent chance the child will inherit the Volana gift if it’s a girl – and Volana’s are almost twice as likely to bear daugh ters than they