#Chapter 45 On the Run

Selene‘s POV

By now they’ll have found the apartment.

By now Bastien will know about Lila.

Will he know she’s his? Will he recognize his own scent, like a bonfire in the nighttime forest, blended with my own through the apartment? Will Drake be safe at my mate‘s mercy now the truth is out?

I glance at my daughter in the rearview mirror, counting down the minutes until we finally reach the safehouse. She’s cozy in her carseat, playing with the cloth dolll gifted her at the equinox, babbling away happily in her own special language.

We‘ve been driving for more than two hours, and I’m beginning to worry that I haven’t heard from Drake yet. Surely he should have been in contact by now? Surely he should have checked in to make sure we made it to the meetup with his driver and were on the road.

“Mommy,“ Lila asks, catching me watching her. “Where we going?

We‘re going on an adventure.” I answer, pushing away my worries and adopting a light-hearted tone.

Her tiny nose crinkles. “What‘s an venture?”

“It’s when you go somewhere new, and have exciting and unexpected experiences.” I explain, and do things youve never done before, and..•* Run away from ex–husbands and psychopathic dictators, my unhelpful thoughts suggest. “Lots of things.”

Lila hums thoughtfully, staring out the window as the landscape whizzes by. “Where’s Rake?” She wonders, using her baby name for the Eros Alpha.

“Uncle Drake is with…” What do you call the father of a three-year-old who doesn’t know he exists? “A friend of ours.”

perks up automatically.

the description. “They’re

a toy?” Lila suggests

great effort, I manage to keep the bitter sarcasm out of my voice, “With something our friend treated like a toy.” I can’t keep the smile from my face as I watch her intent expression. “And with something else, much

Lila exclaims, buying my flimsy falsehoods as only a child could.. “We’ll play all you want when we get to…”

a castle?!” She squeals. Whoops. “Well not a real one.” I hedge, not wanting to get her hopes up. “Not like the ones from your books, but it’s very high up

hope we are. I can’t be certain how secure the home is until we arrive, and I have a bad feeling that if Bastien tracks us here, no security measures in existence will keep

him,

mad at me, I know you want Bastien, but you weren’t there when we were together. You

caught sight of our mate, and I’m certain her agreement is a misdirect. She doesn’t disappoint. And her father is the only

use her to trap us, at worst he would claim her for himself and take her away from

Waansowe energy

physical maturity, blocked by the poison I never came into my power out of her that part of my magle Now

most of the Ilmei’m so happy to be whole again that I don’t

Huht about how I’d give my left arm to

As the sun

are automatically, and

house comes into view, shielded on all sides by thick stone walle

vehicle as soon as I can,

back in the Alpha’s offee, pacing around

but if I had to guess, her little

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