Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 184 – Selene Explores Her New Digs

Selene

If I thought Blaise‘s city was an atrocity, it‘s nothing compared to his pack house. In fact, Pack house is honestly a misnomer, it‘s more akin to a palace. That‘s why it‘s so easy to see why Arabella liked this place so much – it‘s full of the kind of gaudy excess and cruelty she adored.

The worst part is that Blaise is still crooning to me as if I‘m a puppy, pointing out every detail of his horrible home. His servants, who all avert their gazes from him as if afraid making eye contact will cost them their heads, open every door for us as we pass. They race along side us offering re freshments and amenities, but I can see the bruises on their skin and the terrified look in their eyes.

Every inch of the place is covered in wealth, and I can see nervous looking aristocrats glancing our way out of the corner of their eyes.

“First things first, my beauty.” Blaise says, leading me forward by the hand. “We have to make sure you don‘t get carried away with that magic of yours. But as soon as that‘s done, we‘ll get you cleaned up and feed you.”

“You don‘t need to contain my magic.” | protest. “You have Bastien, I‘m not going to do anything to risk him.”

“Of course you will.” He chuckles, “It‘s in your nature.

I‘m trying to keep track of all the rooms we‘re moving through to map out the mansion in my mind, but it doesn‘t do any good. This place is too enormous for me to sort out mentally “Where is Bastien anyway?” I ask, “what did you do with him.”

“He‘s safe.” Blaise promises.

“How do I know that, how can I trust you‘ll keep your word?” | demand. “I want to see him!”

“Perhaps, if you‘re very, very good for me.” He leers, “but not yet, not until you earn it.”

He steers me into a room that looks like some sort of armory, but everything inside is made of silver instead of iron. I see a collection of collars and bracelets, and sudden ly realize that most of the aristocrats and guards I‘ve seen are wearing some version of the accessories. “This is how you keep people from defying you.” | think aloud, “this is how you keep wolves away from the moon. They aren‘t obeying you willingly, you‘re dampening their powers.”

my long hair. “Of course none of them have

wall, more ornate than any of the other creations. “I had these made in preparation for you. I always knew I‘d find you one

swiftly as it had beneath Arabella‘s shackles. It feels like it did when I had Luna, but hadn‘t yet

Blaise grins, “let‘s get you up to your

mildly relieved to hear that my rooms are not the same as his. When we reach the fifth floor of the sprawling estate, he pushes open a pair of double doors and reveals

behind us, leading me for ward and out of Blaise‘s hands. “You know what to do ladies.” He instructs them. I want her looking perfect for me.” He chucks me under the chin, “You and

eyelash es even as my heart pounds in my

the room, with the bearing of a man who‘s won

 Once I‘m clean and feel ing ten times more human than I had a few minute before, the servants pour me into a skin tight cocktail dress and paint me in a heavy layer of shellac – one that covers the circles beneath my eyes

alone to worry in peace. Not one of them said a single word to me while they worked, but I caught more than one pitying look. Glancing at the clock, I realize there‘s only fifteen more minutes be fore our supposed date. Stalking out into the suite, 1 begin scanning the room frantically

the room, as if she appeared out of thin air, is

see you!” | exclaim, throwing my

bag of bones at this point.” She cautions,

up here?” | ask, glancing

benefits,” She shrugs, “being un derestimated and going unnoticed is one

head. “I’m not. I‘m terrified. You have no idea the horrific plan Blaise is forming. He doesn‘t just want this

was something like that. There is truly

wringing my hands. “I don‘t have the first idea how to get to Bastien, or how to keep Blaise at bay. The only idea I have so far is

again, “He‘s a killer, he likes to hear his victim‘ s pain.” She scans the room as we talk, seeing the world with that second sight of hers and making

I was destined to face him…?” |

whether…” | can‘t seem to get the words out. I‘m too afraid of the answers