Pregnant And Rejected

Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Selene‘s POV

That isn‘t fair. I object immediately. And it isn‘t ethical, how can you abide bringing an innocent child into your troubles.

You mean the way you oh so ethically chose to hide your Volana daughter in a pack you know is incapable of safeguarding her, all the while knowing the Calypsos are after you? Bastien growls, genuine anger in his voice.

From the sounds of it we wouldn‘t be any safer in Elysium. I rebut, conveniently omitting the fact that I know we‘re safer here because his saboteur is far from our only antagonist.

At least in Elysium there‘s an Alpha capable of protecting you. He rumbles. Now come on, out with it, who is her father?

Why do you even care, Bastien? I exclaim. She‘s not yours so why does it matter whose she is?

He prowls forward, circling me ominously. Because until you give me another viable candidate I‘m not going to believe she isn‘t mine. His molten eyes flash. And because if she is mine, then you‘re in trouble for a lot more than faking your death.

For the last time, I grind out, I did not fake my death!

Then who did? He thunders.

Probably your damned saboteur! I throw back, narrowing my eyes to slits. Or maybe it‘s the person who set the fire after locking me in the closet. I can‘t imagine they were very amused when they realized I escaped.

Bastien freezes. What are you talking about?

What, you didn‘t think it was an accident did you? I goad him, feeling particularly feisty in my wolf‘s skin. And I just magically got. locked inside in the small window of time your mother was gone.

No, of course we assumed it was murder at the time. Bastien combats. I just.

What? I prompt. Thought a fake body eliminated the element of foul play?

Then you saw who did it? Bastien questions urgently.

nine yards. I bare my fangs, and by the way Mr. Alpha Protector, that wasn‘t even the first

chew. Bastien has gone from circling me to stalking me into the hillside.

choose. I double down. I can tell you who fathered Lila, or I can tell you

Selene. Bastien threatens, If

it that your answer is neither?

of the way just in time to dodge Bastien‘s pounce, trying to put some distance between us as the larger wolf turns to follow me. And this is how you treat your mate‘? I say with

He stalks me for another long moment, Is this little game of yours really

but not applying any pressure. I wriggle and squirm but

pathetic sounding whimper I can, and the big brute actually snorts. Nice try baby, you forget my wolf can sense yours‘

a chance, Drake is

trying to curl my legs up to protect

Drake Lila‘s father?

it‘s also the one

one you were in love with while we were together? The one you

What? I croak dumbly.

heard me. Bastien

about? The only person I‘ve loved for that length of time is Bastien. How would he even know about that? I don‘t think he remembers meeting me and even if he did, it would be quite a leap to assume I held onto

know, the time he saved my life because you left me alone with a pack

accusation. Is he Lila‘s

shake, and the word tumbles from my lips before I can stop

softens slightly, and I can feel his disappointment through our bond. Then, another feeling filters through, a slight tinge of betrayal, Did you… Was she conceived while we were

known. You would

back over my shoulder to look up at Bastien as he thinks, What are you saying? I was always faithful to

lying. Bitterness coats my tongue. I‘m over

not lying. Bastien claims

eyes, You and Arabella weren‘t exactly subtle, the nights

offers the lie so earnestly I almost think he believes it. A long time ago, I thought about marrying her,

must really believe I‘m stupid. I shake my head, trying to stand and failing when one of Bastien‘s large paws lands on my shoulder, keeping me pinned beneath him. I might not have had an education, Bastien, but I‘m not a

victim of enough rumors that I should think you wouldn‘t be susceptible

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