Pregnant And Rejected

Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 44

Chapter 44 Escape

Selene’s POV

At first I hadn’t realized what Drake was doing when he joined my rebuttal about the status of my marriage, but as soon as Bastien turned away from me, I understood. If there’s one sure-fire way to distract an Alpha, it’s to provoke their possessive instincts regarding their mate, and my friend’s willingness to enrage a bigger, stronger wolf gave me time to slip away.

By the time I get to the apartment I’ve changed routes and laid so many false trails I’m actually a bit afraid the Nova wolves might have beaten me home, but I’m counting on Drake to safeguard my location and force Bastien and his men to track me the old fashioned way.

I push into the apartment with a sigh of relief, dropping my keys on the table by the door and kneeling to intercept the tiny bundle of love already rushing my legs. I scoop up my giggling daughter, my heart swelling with happiness despite the urgency of our situation. I’ll never get used to the rush of joy I feel every time I return home after being parted from her, as if it’s been years and not hours since last cuddled her.

“Hello my sweet pup.” I croon, breathing in her perfect scent as I drop a few kisses to her hair.,1 missed you. Did you have fun with Mrs. Brooks?”

The babysitter stands on cue, tidying up the kitchen table and smiling over at me. “She was a doll.” The elder woman reports, gathering her bag. “Same time tomorrow?”

“No actually.” I correct, “I’ve decided to take the weekend off, but I’ll call you about next week.” I promise.

As soon as the door closes behind her, I look into the miniature mirror-image in my arms. Lila really is my carbon copy, in all ways but one: She has my hair and eyes, my skin and bone structure, my voice but her expressions and mannerisms are all Bastien’s. I m not sure how it happened, after all, aren’t those traits learned rather than inherited?

Apparently not, because though my own features are gazing up at me, they’re wearing Bastien’s smile. It strikes me today more than ever. I still can’t believe he’s here, and I can’t believe how viciously Luna has been fighting me to be near him. Even now, holding the most important thing in my world, she complains.

I want to go back, she whines, I miss him.

to miss him. I snipe internally, I do and I promise, you don’t Liar stride into the nursery, setting Lila down and beginning to throw clothes and toys into a bag while she tells me about her day in half-formed entences and misshapen words. As much as I usually adore this part of the day, right now I don’t have an

don’t have the first idea where to go. My immediate concern is Bastien, but there’s also the Calypsos to worry about. What are we going to do? What are we going to do? The words play over

Bastien. Luna offers unhelpfully. Our mate will protect

at my worst, he doesn’t

open the screen, certain Drake is texting me with a

Get out of Asphodel.

and driver will be waiting at the first land crossing out of the Lethe Lagoon. Take the car, leave

address known only by me, follow the directions and drive to the intended location. A secure safe house has been prepared for

the “all clear” has

arrive as events develop

little voice sounds to my right,

gentle smile, “I’ll tell you what. If you can play by yourself for a few minutes, then we can go

her blue and violet eyes wide and excited Cars are such a rarity in Asphodel

be in the car for a very

Bastien’s POV

track down Selene’s

squabbling with her new well, whatever Drake is to her, my Betas’ reminder about the full extent of the tip we received threw me through a loop. I’d been so stunned to learn Selene was alive that everything that’s happened in recent months flew out of my head. Even after I remembered the reason we came to Asphodel, my thoughts were

all I had time to do was send out a mental command to one of my sentries with

did.” He confirmed

isn’t a Volana child in

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