Selene’s POV

I firmly turn over the deadbolt locking my apartment, looking over my shoulder at the Alpha cradling my daughter as I push the door open. Stepping just inside, I reach out for Lila, sighing in frustration when Bastien pushes past me into the foyer rather than handing over my pup.

y sofa. Sirpanien.” I instruct,

He strides past me as if he owns the space, pulling off his jacket and then Lila’s before settling on my sofa. Stripping off my own outerwear, I promptly swipe my baby away from the big predator and cuddle her to my chest, “You can go now, Bastien.” I instruct, nodding towards the door where Donovan still hovers.

Rather than doing as I suggested, Bastien scoots closer, throwing one burly arm over my shoulder and circling the other around Lila. “I put out an order for Arabella’s arrest.” He announces nonchalantly.

My chin jerks toward him in surprise, and I sit up, holding my body away from his intoxicating touch as best I can. “Did you get her?”

“She ran.” He sighs, dragging one large paw over his face.

implications washing over me

before the words can leave his mouth. “Not

way you could have found that out is if you found me, which

tell him. If Arabella knows about

protests, even as Bastien remarks, “You’re right, you’ll just have to come back to

“What?” I hiss coldly.

“We know Arabella isn’t in

I bite back, squeezing

one.” He croons. “Was Mommy getting too worked

in outrage, “how dare

little wolf.” Though he’s petting my pup, I know he’s speaking to me and me alone. “I didn’t know before. I do now. I won’t let any

from my nostrils, I extend my

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