Pregnant And Rejected

Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Day of the Ceremony

Belene’s POV

My fingers anxiously trace the flowers embroidered into the bodice of my wedding gown it’s a delicate white contera weightless and ethereal I look more like a wood nymph than a bride.

I remember the day we chose it, Bastien and ill was the first dress we found that did not completely overpower my w frame three years ago. We tried countless others first, but the moment i stepped into the gossamer fabric i wen tace said it all.

This is the way of rejection ceremonies Marriages end as they begin.

We will wear the same clothes, meet at the same moonlit altar with friends and family looking on, we’ll even play the samnem Vet instead of vows to love and keep each other we will vow to part. Instead of exchanging rings we’rar more then, and instead of shifting to run together beneath the stars, we’ll divide, forging new paths in directions of our own choosing

Of course, Bastien and I never ran together in the first place. We walked through the forest hand in hand, a sweet concession for the loss of my wolf.

Tonight I expect he will shift, and I have a fairly good idea where he’ll run rather to whom he’ll run.

I’ve replayed my conversation with Arabella over and over in my head. At first I thought I must have misheard her, after all Bacon himself told me Arabella was his mate. Yet the more I ponder our conversation the clearer it becomes Bastien is my mate, or the would have been if I still had Luna, It explains why I always felt connected to him, why he always made me feel safe.

Those horrible women at Gabriel’s birthday were right, I am too broken to be anything but a burden. My one chance to be whole might have been finding the man the goddess chose for me, but fate had other plans.

My mate doesn’t want me without my wolf.

Who could?

tell myself that one day I might find a wolf who is able to look past my shortcomings. One day I might be enough for

doesn’t matter if I’m enough for someone else The

Bastien’s POV

are becoming a reality. In less than an hour, we are going to formally end our

happier about it than he is, but I have to do this for Selene. This is what being an Alpha is all about, I rernind my stubborn wolf, taking care

about being in control. He replies grumpily. Do you feel in control

both know I don’t. I haven’t been able to eat or sleep for days. I haven’t been able to think about anything other than the fact that I will never get to hold my mate in my arms again. Not only that, I’m going to have to watch her build

Volana wolves or my Alpha training. I’ve been wallowing in grief

box and decorative paper. When 1 bought it I told myself it was merely a

he’s finally speaking to me again. You think a pretty

nothing I can do or say that will change things now. It’s too late. It was probably too late when we met.

it. I have to let us both move

a heavy sigh, I toss the gift box

Gabriel’s POV

form day and night, but drafting laws and signing treaties is difficult without thumbs. My fingers tug at the windsor knot choking off my air supply, fumbling with the annoying

path I hoped my son would walk. His marriage to Selene started on difficult footing, but the struggle was never between them. For all the horror of her past, I

of her mate, and caring for Selene had softened Bastien in so many ways. Watching her

In the end I suppose Garrick’s torture was

my wolf’s attention. I drag my eyes from the document on my desk, eyeing the fluttering fabric curiously. The doors were closed when I

to understand how anyone could have gotten past my

tall and thin, dressed in all black and exuding undisguised hostility. Green eyes glow in

clear that’s what he has, “only cowards hide in the shadows. Be

myself?” His voice sounds familiar, yet I can’t place it. “You mean

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