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 do your

of Blaise in full view. I‘m not

are you doing?” Blaise demands of his

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 finally rises to his feet. “Fine,” He grumbles, finally seeming to see the

you offered us no such thing?” Grayson

splits into

long time I never got the chance to see 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

and I can‘t think of a better use of our combined talents in this moment. I know Bastien can defeat Blaise if he‘s able to actually get

myself not to get my hopes

on the shifters in the room, I can‘t help but feel a surge of

| 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 place simultaneous ly broke out of their spell, and my veil of shadows begins to swirl as he sends gusts

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

Helene and my father anx iously,

to seize the palace so that even if we fail here, Blaise won‘t be able to hold onto his power.” My fa ther explains in

nervously,

Helene tells me, repeating the same words which have

wars.” | mutter, watching as Bastien‘s 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

the

straight out of Blaise‘s nightmares and manifesting them in the black veil surrounding

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 stop me, but I think