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.

know, baby.” I assure her, “just

blinding all the guards against the walls and leaving only the dozen men directly in front of Blaise in full view. I‘m not sure what magic Helene might be wielding since

you doing?” Blaise demands

for the stationary guards and ripping their bodies off the floor one by one. We throw them aside as if they weigh nothing, and then the three of us are bearing down on Blaise, who

give you that honor when you offered us no such thing?” Grayson

face splits into a terrible grin. “Because

Helene‘s magic. She was so focused on training me that every time I asked about her own powers, she simply scolded me for tak ing my mind off our mission. It wasn‘t until we came to tar tarus that she finally showed me what she was capable of – beyond knowing the unknowable

make quite the pair, I can blind men while she can paralyze them, and I can‘t think of a better use of our combined talents in this moment. I know

myself not to get

our combined powers on the shifters in the room, I can‘t help but feel

after a lifetime of 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 tide turns against us. The men Helene froze in

army closing in on them, shifting into their wolf

father anx iously, “I thought you said there

here, Blaise won‘t be able to hold onto his power.”

nervously, “there are too many

mother.” Helene tells me, repeating the same words which have

huge black wolf rips the shifter surging around him limb from limb with brutal efficiency. Looking beyond them, I see Blaise standing before his throne, looking down on the chaos with a triumphant glint in his

and the many skeletons Blaise has in his closet.

out of Blaise‘s nightmares and manifesting them in the black veil surrounding him. I can hear his cruel laughter fade to a nervous grunt, and then his howl pulls all the atten tion

fraying at the edges, his worst fears and darkest secrets pummeling him in a relentless assault. I can feel his