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.”

can stall long enough for Odette to return, I ask, “how did you get my

for that.” Arabella-snorts, “The hematology lab’s security isn’t exactly state of the

hospital? “Just how long have you

been planning this since the day you stole him.” She bares her pearly white teeth, which means I have three years more preparation than you

Bastien’s POV

Another dead end.

I throw my fist, full force, into the wall; sending stone and

patting my shoulder. “The more possibilities we cross off, the closer

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.”

reading my every thought. After a moment he makes

asked twice. Within seconds our clothes are in a pile on the ground, and our bodies are no more than streaks of fur darting through the dense

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

the first few miles, but when I finally collapse at the edge of a cliff overlooking the lake, he eventually catches up.

at a time. Start by finding Arabella,

stages. The world is falling apart around us, and it’s happening now. If we wait, it

You have friends

in my mind. The last time I leaned on a friend it didn’t turn out

was his choice, and acting

when did you get so bossy?

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

did, I admit. But you

Selene’s POV

you

is stalking me into a corner, a lethal glint behind her wolfish expression. “You know why, Selene.” She attests

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