#Chapter 27 My Husband Has Me Followed

Selene’s POV

“I need to promise me you’ll be careful.” Bastien’s oversized hands are framing my cheeks, his metallic eyes boring into my own.

grasp his wrists, my small hands only stretching halfway around them. “I’m just going to the store, Bastien.”

His brow furrows even deeper than it already was. “Maybe Donavon should go with you, or better yet: we can send one of the maids instead.”

“I’m perfectly capable of buying groceries without a babysitter.” I assure him in my sweetest voice. As I untangle myself from his grasp, I add, “Are you really this concerned about the reward flier?”

“I just want you to be safe,” He deflects. “Things have been crazy around here lately.”

It does not escape my notice that he didn’t actually answer my question. I narrow my eyes, “Did something happen? Did somebody report me to your false tip line?”

“No.” Bastien promises firmly. “I’m just uneasy about everything that’s happened with the pack.”

Whatever comfort I gained from his direct “no,” disappears with the second part of his answer. There’s nothing suspicious about

it per se, something simply feels off deep in my bones. “What aren’t you telling me?”

If I needed confirmation he’s hiding something, his immediate “nothing!” provides it.

“Okay, then explain to me why you were okay with me going to the park alone three days ago, but now I can’t set foot out of the house?” I inquire.

“Of course you can set foot out of the house.” He sighs, “It’s simply that the store is crowded this time of day and I don’t want you to be harassed about the hearing.”

In truth I would be worried about it to – if I was actually going to the store. “I’ll be okay.” I insist. “Sticks and stones, remember?”

and once more, the strangest sensation overcomes me as I round the corner. It feels like a strange tingling in my belly, like my body is trying to tell me something my brain can’t sense. Is this what shifters mean when

I tip toe over to the vent further along the corridor. I learned early on that this air duct connects to Bastien’ s office. If you stand in precisely the right place, you can hear people speaking inside as if they are standing next

leave for the store. I want you to follow her.” He must be on the phone. There’s a

skilled stalker. I have to circle two parking garages and run a red light to ditch him. Luckily I also

of his order waned, the outrage rose up to take its place. Though I’m not sure what’s going on, it’s clear Bastien lied to my face about whatever threat I face,

to hide such a large secret. What happens if Drake is correct and I decide leaving was the right plan after all? How in the Goddess’s name will get away?

pressure is through the roof and the nurse makes me sit and do breathing exercises

exam room with a wide smile and begins putting on surgical gloves, I stop him. “I’m

his movements, looking at me curiously.

before.” I begin earnestly, praying he’ll take pity on me, “So I was

he seems curious, he doesn’t seem cold or annoyed, “What

is anything you can prescribe me to…” I trail off, unable to find

Everything we say in here is confidential

know. So

of my pregnancy hormones.” i blurt,

exam bed. “Mrs. Durand, I’m going to ask you

“Alright.” I agree nervously,

in your marriage. Now, I understand your husband

get in a “thank you” before he goes

you aren’t safe, we can find another way to get you

ever hurt me, not in a million years.” I vow. “I have my own reasons for wanting to hide the pregnancy – one’s

says, relaxing. “I

good you ask. It shows you

you to mask the scent of the hormones. But it’s not exactly available on the open

“Is it

market – so it doesn’t get produced as a pill or shot.” He explains, “It’s a tea, a fairly unpleasant one. And you’ll have to drink

should go well with my morning sickness.” I

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