Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 157 Selene Eminaces Her Fame

Selene’s POV

I don’t think I’ll ever get used to people recognizing me on the street, as if I’m some sort of celebrity rather than a girl who spent 8 years alone in a basement with no one for company but my trapped wolf. Now it’s impossible for me to go anywhere without being recognized.

Even now as rain falls in sheets around me and I’m bundled up against the crisp chill of the autumn air, walking down the street is a veritable minefeld. Half of the people who stop me merely wish to offer me congratulations on the new baby, but the other half pepper me with questions about Bastien’s whereabouts.

I’ve almost reached the hospital when a reporter catches me, running forward with a microphone and camera crew in tow. “Selene, I’m Katrina Davies from the Evening Standard, do you have a moment to speak with us?”

I can spare a moment,” I agree, unsure of whether this is actually a good idea.

We’ve been debating how to respond to Frederick’s challenge since he issued it yesterday, barely sleeping in the wake of the unfolding disaster. As of yet we still haven’t reached a consensus about what to do, and I’m already going rogue by going to the hospital in the first.

The guys would lose their minds if they knew I plan on confronting Dr. Kane directly – and I’d certainly prefer to avoid the conflict myself but I don’t know what else to do. I can only pray I get through it without having a post-traumatic stress episode, I’m sure the sly wolf would use it as an excuse to hospitalize me again. On the other hand, if I give an interview in front of the hospital, at least people will know where to look for me if I don’t come home tonight.

“First of all, how are you doing?” Katrina asks, holding the microphone out to me, “We’re so pleased to see you out of the hospital.”

“Thank you,” I respond graciously. “I’m happy to report I’m doing much better,” I smile, patting my belly through my wool coat, “And getting fatter by the day,”

chuckle warmly, and I decide that speaking to them might actually help after all. If I can pretend

gushes, “And your little one at home, has she warmed up to

feel better about it if I got her

continues, “is there any word

wish I could tell you otherwise.” I share honestly, “but I’m

I have to ask,” The reporter announces, which all but guarantees she doesn’t have to do anything of the sort. “Do you have any comment about the

I won’t dignify Dr. Kane’s slander with a comment, but I’m afraid that would only add more fuel to the proverbial fire.” I sigh. not bothering to hide my frustration. Next to the slimey wolf’s fake persona, hopefully seeing someone with genuine feelings will highlight just how dishonest Dr. Kane’s

this to any Novan who has met my husband in person,” I begin, choosing my words carefully. “I beg you to think back on those occasions and ask yourself what you yourself thought of him. What did your wolf’s instincts tell you about the man and how did you feel in the moment? Ignore whatever might be getting said in the papers or on tv. And ask yourself whether

all these things purely for his

I was in the hospital, he treated me by giving me placebos which kept me ill and under his control. He purposefully failed to help a patient in his care because he wanted me within his reach and away from the people looking out

been begging to do for days and days, I went to another physician who confirmed that Dr Kane had been making me sick. He risked my life,

reporter’s jaw actually drops, “That’s quite

make it ten minutes without getting sick and looked like a

such a horrible thing?” One

that out.” She remarks,

afraid or upset right now,

great!” Katrina whispers, before saying more loudly. “It’s okay, Selene, tell