#Chapter 12 I Reject My Mate
Selene’s POV
Garrick disappears in a wisp of smoke and I duck down behind the sofa’s backrest, choking on my sobs. The door slams shut, and I hear the thud of heavy paws against wood floors. The wolf rounds the sectional, shaking off excess water as he prowls toward me.
I cower away from Bastien as he approaches, clamping my eyes shut when he’s near enough for me to feel the heat of his breath on my face.
I expect growls and pain, instead feel the pillows dip beneath me, and then a huge furry body nudging me away from the backrest and taking its place. I peek one eye open, to make sure I’m actually feeling what I think I am. Bastien’s wolf has wound himself around my body like a furry blanket, so much larger than me in this form that I’m completely encircled.
