Pregnant And Rejected

Chapter 160- Selene Confides in Helene

Selene Shadows surround me, downing me in darkness so impenetrable even my supernatural eye site cannot stand against it. Moments ago I could have sworn Helene was standing next to me, talking me through yet another training exercise, but now when I reach for her she’s nowhere to be found. I cannot hear her anymore, and I cannot find even the tiniest sliver of light to help me find my way out of this place.

I’m alone, completely lost in the artificial night I created with my own hands, and a stab of fear slices into me as I realize I’m truly stuck. The obsidian cloud pulses with energy I can feel but not see, and I will the shadows to part, to take shape rather than blinding me.

They don’t budge, instead smothering me in pitch blackness, choking me with it until I’m gasping for air. Panicking, I send out an energy burst, hoping my power will shatter the darkness and return the shadows back to the fringes and hollows where they belong. But my power only feeds the nightmare, and suddenly the gloom transforms, just not in the way

Thoped.

Suddenly I’m ten years old again, locked in Garrick’s basement after losing my mother and wondering if I’ll ever see the outside world again. I’m too afraid to cry out, he always hurts me when I complain or call for help. My body is already covered in bruises, I don’t want any more pain.

Luna? I think weakly, calling to my wolf. Are you there?

She doesn’t answer, and I can feel tears of despair burning in my eyes. She can’t be gone, she’s the only thing I have left – my only friend in the world. Besides, it’s not possible for a wolf to live without their wolf… right?

Wait, my delirious mind thinks weakly, Why does this feel so familiar? Has this happened before?

“Selene!” A voice calls in the distance, sounding miles and miles away. “Luna?” I jerk my head up, hope zinging through my veins.

When the voice sounds again, I realize it’s not my wolf after all. “Come back to me now, Selene.” I know that voice. I just can’t place it. “You’ve gone too deep.”

Helene! I realize suddenly, returning to the present. All at once the details come

flooding back, Garrick’s basement was just a waking nightmare. I’m in Helene’s workshop, practicing my powers. But I didn’t mean to create so much darkness, I just wanted to make a trick of light – and I don’t have the first clue how to find my way back out of this mess.

“I can’t!”I cry, “I don’t know how to make it stop.”

do, Selene.” She encourages. “You created the darkness, you can make

that simple!” I insist, “It’s everywhere!

the shadows Selene, it belongs to

the onyx void, trying with all my might to pull the electrical currents swirling through the air back into my body. Come back, come back, come back. I

some of the crushing darkness eases.

keep thinking about Lila, and the new pup. She advises. They need you. But I

love is stronger than fear. She replies sagely, you won’t get lost this

unwinds. Strands thin and break, letting in dappled rays of light until with one final tug, the darkness breaks and I collapse on the

down next to me. “Just breathe darling.” She croons, “In and out, slowly. ”I’m still gulping in air like a fish out of water, and she squeezes my hand, “slower, Selene. Just

calm enough to speak, I gasp, “I’m

discovered that being in the right frame of mind often made the difference between success

then I started thinking about him too much, about why I haven’t

.

still gone.” I confess, my voice thick with emotion. “I’m starting to show. He promised he’d be back by

say?” Helene asks, referring to Drake and the betas. “They keep assuring me everything will be fine, but they haven’t

“I share.

you afraid he’s dead?” She

this long without checking

don’t give up easily, especially when it comes to their family’s safety. He might not know everything

danger here too.” I confess, explaining

my face in her hands, studying me closely. For anyone else her behavior would be considered odd, but I”ve gotten

minute. “He lives, but something is waylaying him. Something… or someone.” She releases me, striding to her

how?” I ask, following