Pregnant And Rejected

Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Selene‘s POV

We should have heard something by now. Luna huffs as I scrub dishes in the kitchen sink. After a simple dinner and a quick bath, Lila curled up on the sofa to watch her favorite show while I clean up. It‘s amazing how unfazed she is by the sudden change in scenery and my undoubtedly tense energy.

No news is good news. I tell my wolf, focusing on the glass in my hand. Especially when it comes to Bastien.

He‘s going to be furious, you know. She cautions, not sounding the least bit concerned.

That only matters if he finds us. I remind her coolly.

Oh he will. Luna remarks smugly, he always will.

You know you‘re supposed to be on my side, I complain.

I am.I want what‘s best for you. She adds. Bastien is what‘s best

I throw my hands up in exasperation, sending water and suds flying. You‘re impossible.

And you‘re in denial.

A giggle sounds from behind me. “You made a mess, Mommy”

Turning to find my young daughter standing behind me watching my temper tantrum, rather than safely ensconced in the couch cushions, I paste on a smile. “You‘re right.” I agree. “Mommy did make a mess.”

“Have to clean up your messes.” She advises sagely. “That‘s the rule.”

I adopt a pitiful pout. “You don‘t want to clean it for me?”

The little tyrant puts her foot down. “Uh–uh, your sponsibilty.”

head back with a dramatic groan, I surrender.

sound is music to my ears, the perfect balm for the

ground again. What am I supposed to do

from it. The wolves here were distrustful of me from the beginning. They saw only a halfling; a single mother who seemingly had the future Alpha wrapped around her finger. The she wolves hated me, and the men wouldn‘t go near

and regular interactions convinced people I was not an incurable outcast, and once I made it clear I had no

festivals when bonfires are set afloat through the canals, or when the marsh freezes in winter, and the entire wetlands become a giant skating rink. If

to be. I am a mountain wolf, made for evergreen forests and fresh alpine air. Asphodel‘s sprawling mangroves are not my

the city holds for me, there is no

Luna interjects. You‘re

I brush off her quip. Same difference,

purrs. Would

have to think

me. You don’t miss Elysium,

put a sock in

like a pack of rabid dogs, but they‘re no match for Aiden, Donavon and me. It‘s disgraceful really, that the Alpha should set his men on us without joining the fight himself. Not 10 mention the complete lack of sportsmanship in setting

is over, either heading for Selene or just seeking to escape the brawl. In truth, I‘m astonished by his behavior. I always liked

certainly handsome enough, but he‘s Alpha of a far weaker pack and no great protector. Drake‘s greatest asset is his brain – not that there‘s anything wrong with that, it simply isn‘t

did Selene and Drake even have occasion to form such a friendship? Wasn‘t my father‘s birthday the first time they met? Is it possible he could have been the man she described being in love with since she was a child? I suppose it‘s possible, but if that was the

floor. Frankly, the fact that I‘m able to perform my mental gymnastics amidst a bloody fight only goes to show how mismatched we are to our

with unconscious wolves, my Betas and I depart the Pack House with great haste. Selene fled hours ago, she could be hundreds

are we going to

pulls a sleek black cell phone from his pocket. “How much do you want to bet Selene‘s phone is set to

did you get that?” Donavon asks in

friend laughs, “Even if they don‘t have location sharing activated, the number

question, my voice gruff from excitement rather

done.” His fangs gleam in the fading sunlight, “For a smart guy, he‘s not very good

of pure pride and sweet relief washes over me. I grab Aiden by the shoulders, shaking him excitedly.

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