Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

#Chapter 32 House Arrest

Bastien’s POV

“Enough” i cut through the rising voices: Selene swearing her innocence, the enforcers combatively contending that the evidence is against her, Aiden calling for calm. “This isn’t getting us anywhere. Our priority is finding Arabella.”

No one quells more than Selene under the force of my tone, and I wish I could comfort her. My anger is for the enforcers, not her.

“Our best trackers are on the trail, Alpha.” A resigned Danvers promises, “I’ve already received word that the men you sent rendezvoused with the team.”

“They’ve followed Bella’s scent to New Town.” Aiden confirms. Then, using our mental link he adds, If it were me, and I wanted to frame Selene, I would take Arabella to Garrick’s house.

He’s right. It’s the only property Selene owns independently, and the last place either of us would ever go. Let’s go.

Aiden marches out on my order, no doubt pulling the car around while I wrangle the enforcers back out of the room. “We have a lead.” I announce. “I want everyone ready to move out in five minutes.”

Danvers brow furrows, “What lead?”

T’ll explain on the way.” I deflect, calling mother and the sentries back into the secure room.

“You’re leaving?” Selene’s small voice surprises me. “Now?”

“Yes.” I answer simply.

“What if it’s a trap?” Selene halts me for the second time. “You should let the enforcers go and make sure it’s safe first.”

I don’t even consider the suggestion. I’ve never run from a fight before, I don’t intend to start now, I need to be there for Arabella.”

*Please don’t go, Bastien.” Selene whispers, her cerulean and violet eyes shining.

“I have to.” Once the guards are positioned at the door once more, I command, “Don’t let anyone in until I’m back.”

“Wait.” Tiny feet charge after me, near silent on the persian rug. “You’re locking us in here again?”

written clearly across my

by outrage. “From what?” She hisses, sounding entirely unlike my mate.” thought I was

I don’t have time to put out this fire, not when another blazes out of control. I need to ensure my mate is safe, and the enforcers want to keep her under lock and key until she’s

I close the distance to my wife and drop my lips to her ear. “Don’t make this

not making this

this or enforcer custody, sweetheart.” The endearment rings false in my clipped tone,

near Selene, no matter what other false evidence they find, but I can’t reveal this – not yet.

devastating impact, and I wish I could take back the words. “So it

call it,” I said. “As long as you stay

Selene’s POV

gesticulate wildly as I pace in front

it, Darling.” Odette soothes, more alert than I’ve seen her in a long time. Providing comfort seems to have sidelined her sorrow, if only for a while. “Enforcers aren’t trained to question evidence, only

Bastien is going along with it. Doesn’t he know me better than

Bella.” She asserts. “He’s always had a blind spot

harp on, unable to let the issue go. “Let’s assume I wanted to kidnap Arabella and actually found a way to accomplish it. Where could I possibly put her? What am I supposed to be doing with her? There’s no ransom and no body- and I ve been here basically 24/7 since before she was taken, so it’s not like I can be off torturing her!” The words pour out of me in a frenzy.” And they’d know if I hired someone to do it for me,

She agrees, sitting up with a look of dawning light on her face. “The only things you have are

it so gently.”

“The cabin.” She murmurs, “The pack house isn’t technically your property because it transfers to any Alpha, but the cabin is in Bastien’s and your name.

urge to jump up and down in excitement. “Odette, you’re a

smile stretches across her face. “What do you say, we make a break for

more than to get out of this room since the first moment Bastien threw me into it. “How?*

the wall, her slender fingers searching for some unseen pressure point in the plaster. “One benefit of being Alphas,” she

wall clicks loudly, and a hidden doorway slides open before us. Sweet relief fills

shrugs. “That was before. Now we know you aren’t in any danger – they can’t blame you for the

she lifts her

:

and flashes her fangs, “Gabriel wasn’t the

a mossy boulder

wolves seem to rise to the surface in the forest, and being near them when it happens makes me ache for Luna, no matter how long

empty heart. I don’t even feel nauseous here. For the first time since I found out about the baby, not even a sliver of discomfort assails my