CHAPTER 33

Selene’s POV

Call it intuition or instinct, call it prophecy or clairvoyance, but the moment I see Arabella on the other side of the door, I know this night will be my last.

I’ve felt this way once before, the day I tried to provoke Garrick into killing me. However then I had nothing to live for, and nothing to lose. Now things are very different. I may not have much, and my life might not be worth fighting for, but my baby’s certainly is.

I pull the door open, surveying the she-wolf waiting on the other side. Arabella looks as perfect as always: her voluptuous curves swathed in expensive fabrics tailored to highlight her considerable assets. Her makeup is flawless, but her lovely features are twisted into a sneer.

“Can’t you ever do what you’re supposed to?” She says by way of greeting.

“Excuse me?” I retort, blocking the entrance.

Arabella pushes past me into the cabin. “I had everything planned out so perfectly!” She exclaims, “The crime scene, the threat, your blood.” She throws her hands up in exasperation, “But you’re like a cat with nine lives. No matter how many times I knock you down, you keep getting back up.”

Alarm bells blare in my mind. She wouldn’t admit all this if she planned on letting me walk away. “I don’t think I’m as resilient as you believe.” I grumble. “They want to arrest me.”

“And yet here you are.” She snipes, “Safe in the family cabin. My family, not yours.”

“I have every right to be here.” I whisper, “Until the rejection at least.”

“The rejection.” Arabella mocks, And when will that be?”

*It might have already happened if you hadn’t been so impatient.” I skirt around her, painfully aware of how vulnerable I am. If she shifts, it’s all over for me. “He Doesn’t. Want. Me.” I remind her thickly. “So why do you feel so threatened?”

“He married you, despite not wanting you. He put his true love aside, in the name of obligation. That’s who he is.” Arabella hisses, “Surely I don’t need to tell you why I feel threatened now, when the mother of all obligations grows in your belly.”

enough for Odette to return, I ask, “how did you

that.” Arabella-snorts, “The hematology

“Just how long have you been planning this?” I

me a pitying look. “Oh you poor, simple girl.” She scoffs. “I’ve been planning this since the day you stole him.” She bares her pearly white teeth, which means I

Bastien’s POV

Another dead end.

shatter as I throw my fist, full force, into the

brother.” Aiden encourages, warily patting my shoulder.

up to take the fall, my mother is barely hanging on by a thread, the pack is on the verge of overthrowing me, and my father’s killer is out there, freely roaming my city.” Axel is writhing

reading my every thought. After a moment he makes

our bodies are no more than streaks of fur darting through the

run until my legs feel disconnected from my body, until all my limbs feel like jelly and my lungs are gasping for air. I run until every horrible stressor weighing on my shoulder is forgotten, and

miles, but when I finally collapse at the edge of a cliff overlooking the

to tackle your problems one at a time. Start by finding Arabella, then focus on Selene, and so on. If you try to do it all, you will

steps don’t go together. I bite, I don’t have time to tackle our problems in stages. The world is falling apart around

to do it all alone. Aiden snaps, You have friends for a reason, stop being so

mind. The last time I leaned on a friend it

was his choice, and acting like it wasn‘t only dishonors

did you get

same time you decided to lose your mind over a woman. He

admit. But you can’t deny she was

Selene’s POV

you doing

glint behind her wolfish expression. “You know why, Selene.” She attests icily.” warned you what would happen if you

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