#Chapter 27 My Husband Has Me Followed

Selene’s POV

“I need to promise me you’ll be careful.” Bastien’s oversized hands are framing my cheeks, his metallic eyes boring into my own.

grasp his wrists, my small hands only stretching halfway around them. “I’m just going to the store, Bastien.”

His brow furrows even deeper than it already was. “Maybe Donavon should go with you, or better yet: we can send one of the maids instead.”

“I’m perfectly capable of buying groceries without a babysitter.” I assure him in my sweetest voice. As I untangle myself from his grasp, I add, “Are you really this concerned about the reward flier?”

“I just want you to be safe,” He deflects. “Things have been crazy around here lately.”

It does not escape my notice that he didn’t actually answer my question. I narrow my eyes, “Did something happen? Did somebody report me to your false tip line?”

“No.” Bastien promises firmly. “I’m just uneasy about everything that’s happened with the pack.”

Whatever comfort I gained from his direct “no,” disappears with the second part of his answer. There’s nothing suspicious about

it per se, something simply feels off deep in my bones. “What aren’t you telling me?”

If I needed confirmation he’s hiding something, his immediate “nothing!” provides it.

“Okay, then explain to me why you were okay with me going to the park alone three days ago, but now I can’t set foot out of the house?” I inquire.

“Of course you can set foot out of the house.” He sighs, “It’s simply that the store is crowded this time of day and I don’t want you to be harassed about the hearing.”

In truth I would be worried about it to – if I was actually going to the store. “I’ll be okay.” I insist. “Sticks and stones, remember?”

grumbling under his breath when I leave and once more, the strangest sensation overcomes me as I round the corner. It feels like a strange tingling in my belly, like my body is trying to tell me something my brain can’t sense. Is this

vent further along the corridor. I learned early on that this air duct connects to Bastien’ s

when Bastien’s low voice carries to me a moment later. “Don, Selene’s about to leave for the store. I want you to follow her.” He must be on the phone. There’s a pause, then he continues,

hospital undetected is not easy. Donavon, as it turns out, is quite a skilled stalker. I have to circle two parking garages and run a red

rose up to take its place. Though I’m not sure what’s going on, it’s

to hide such a large secret. What happens if

the time I arrive at Dr. Kane’s office, I’m so worked up that my blood pressure is through the roof and the nurse makes me

the exam room with a wide smile and begins putting on surgical gloves, I stop him. “I’m not here

pauses his movements, looking at me

pity on me,

or annoyed, “What is it you

you can prescribe me to…”

what?” He prompts. “It’s okay. Everything we say in here is confidential and I promise there’s nothing you can ask

So they

my pregnancy hormones.”

purses his lips, taking a seat next to the exam bed. “Mrs. Durand, I’m going to ask you something and I need you to be honest

“Alright.” I agree nervously,

abuse if I suspect it, and after your visit last time and now this.. it’s clear something is not right in your marriage. Now, I understand your husband is the Alpha,” He pauses, looking guilty

a “thank you” before

it isn’t really an option. But if you aren’t safe, we can find another way to get you help.” He concludes “Now. Selene, are you unsafe -physically or mentally – in your

million years.” I vow. “I have my own reasons

Dr Kane says, relaxing. “I apologize,

it’s good you ask. It shows

to mask

“Is it

market – so it doesn’t get produced as a pill or shot.” He explains, “It’s a tea, a fairly unpleasant one. And you’ll have to drink it every

my morning sickness.” I mutter

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