#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?”

grumbling under his breath when I leave 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

learned early on that this air duct connects to Bastien’ s office. If you stand in precisely

want you to follow

circle two parking garages and run a red light to

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, and further saw fit to invade

still, Bastien having a constant guard on me is extremely inconvenient when I am trying to hide such a large secret. What happens if Drake is correct and I decide leaving was the right

so worked up that my blood pressure is through the roof and the nurse makes me sit and do breathing exercises for ten

with a wide smile and begins putting

movements, looking at

earnestly, praying he’ll take pity on me, “So I was hoping you might be

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

want to know if there is anything you can prescribe me to…” I trail off,

prompts. “It’s okay. Everything we say in here is confidential and I promise there’s

So they

of my pregnancy hormones.” i blurt, “If

exam bed. “Mrs. Durand, I’m going to ask you something and I need you to be

“Alright.” I agree nervously,

now this.. it’s clear something is not right in your marriage. Now, I understand your husband is the Alpha,” He pauses, looking guilty for a moment,

a “thank you” before

an option. But if you aren’t safe, we can find another way to get you help.” He

I exclaim. “Bastien wouldn’t ever hurt me, not in a million years.” I vow. “I have my own reasons for wanting

says, relaxing. “I apologize, but

good you ask.

your question, yes there is something I can give you to mask the scent of the hormones. But it’s not exactly available on the open market, if you

“Is it

market – so it doesn’t get produced as a pill

with my morning sickness.”

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