Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 196I immediately take a step towards Selene, but Blaise lazily waves his hand and a line of sentries crosses the floor be tween us, forming a human barricade between myself and my mate. Now Selene, Helene and James are completely encir cled by guards, but my beautiful little wolf looks as deter mined as ever. If I so chose, I could barrel through the shifters dividing us with little issue, but I‘m sure that‘s exactly what Blaise wants. He wants to distract me, he wants to use Selene against me.

Unable to help myself, my eyes drop to my mate‘s belly. She‘s put on at least five pounds since I saw her last, and her dress is now ballooned outward by a healthy baby bump. Twins, I think again, in awe of how much my wife has been through these last few weeks, and amazed by the miracle she‘ s embodying.

When our eyes meet, I can see her determination so clear ly it‘s staggering. Nothing I say now is going to convince her to leave, even if it means she‘s in for the spanking of a lifetime when this is all over – which I can say with good authority, she “What? No Reunion?” Blaise jeers, “or are you too disgust ed knowing she‘s been sucking my cock every night to go near her?”

Selene rolls her eyes. I know because I‘m still watching her, trusting Matthew and Grayson to warn me if Blaise or his men make a move. “You idiot.” She snipes, raising her voice so the Alpha will hear her at the other end of the hall. “I haven‘t laid a hand on you.”

“Selene, don‘t.” I warn, I don‘t want her giving up her şe crets in case this all goes wrong.

“You don‘t get to rewrite history just because your mate is here now, my pet.” Blaise croons, still talking to her in that same besotted voice he used the first time he saw her, despite how crude he is about her when speaking to me.

“It‘s okay, Bastien.” Selene assures me, my name like mu sic on her lips, “We‘re going to get through this.”

“I‘d like to see you try.” Blaise counters coolly.

Too late I realize that Selene was willing to spill the beans about her hypnosis, because she and Helene are about to show their true colors anyway. Both women raise their hands to conjure their magic, and I finally understand their plan. They might be able to keep the guards at bay long enough to let Matthew, Grayson and I defeat Blaise, assuming his own spellcaster doesn‘t come along to thwart them again.

“Tsk, tsk tsk.” Blaise scolds, glancing at one of the sen tries on his left, “Go get higgins.”

I can‘t say for sure, but if I had to guess Blaise has just sent for his own witch, which means we have act now. “Se lene?” I call over my shoulder.

“I‘m not leaving, Bastien.” She tells me stubbornly.

I assure her, “just

moments later I see a thick black fog encroaching around us, blinding all the guards against the walls and leaving only the dozen men directly in front of Blaise in

Blaise demands of his men. “Kill

throw them aside as if they weigh nothing, and then the three of us are bearing down on Blaise, who finally rises to his feet. “Fine,” He grumbles, finally seeming to see the sense of one on one combat

that honor when you offered us

at something over our shoulders, Blaise‘s face splits into a terrible grin. “Because the odds just turned against

scolded me

the pair, I can blind men while she can paralyze them, and I can‘t think of a better use of our combined

not to

weeks, but when we first unleash our combined powers on the shifters in the room, I can‘t help but feel a surge of excitement. This can work, we can do this! I think, pouring all my belief

crushed dreams. When Blaise first called for his spellcaster | was simply eager to get a second chance against the man, but as soon as he arrives the

three wolves stalking Blaise on his throne‘s raised dais are forced to fall back and fight the army closing in on them, shifting into their wolf forms and fearlessly facing down their attackers. Blaise‘s sentries are relentless, one man after another charging the trio of

my father anx iously, “I thought you said there were

that even if we fail here, Blaise won‘t be able to hold onto his power.”

state nervously,

tells me, repeating the same words which have

as Bastien‘s huge black wolf rips the shifter surging around him limb from limb with brutal efficiency. Looking beyond them, I see

all of us, and the many skeletons Blaise has in his closet. Redirecting my obsidian fog for the Calypso Al pha, I swirl the

manifesting them in the black veil surrounding him. I can hear his cruel laughter fade

shadows, the Calypso Alpha is quickly fraying at the edges, his worst fears and darkest secrets pummeling him in a relentless assault. I can feel his spellcaster‘s eyes on me, contemplating some way to