Pregnant And Rejected

Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 162

Chapter 162- Selene Decides to go to Tartarus

Selene

Within moments, I have five fully grown wolves hovering over my shoulder, reading the strange letter with sounds of confusion and disbelief. The tension in the room is palpable, but within moments it explodes into chaos.

“What on earth?” Odette murmurs. “This is madness.” Drake agrees.

Aiden is doing nothing but curse, while Donovan has taken to pacing and reading the annulment papers. Sophie is the only one who hasn’t said a word, but she seems stunned into silence.

“This doesn’t make any sense, is it in code?” Aiden finally exclaims, apparently running out of four letter words.

“I don’t think so.” Donovan frowns, “we’ll look into it, but there aren’t any patterns jumping out at first glance.”

“Selene,” Sophie asks gently, “Are you okay?”

“I think I’m going to go back to bed.” I decide, convinced I’m dreaming. “This is a nightmare. It has to be a dream, so if I go to sleep here, I’ll wake up back in reality, right?

Five pitying expressions close in on me, and I sigh in defeat, “Well it was worth trying.” Flopping down onto the couch, I read the letter for a fifth time. “I don’t understand… it’s his handwriting, but it’s like…”

“Like he’s lost his memory. Drake finishes my thought. “Lost his memory and swallowed a pack of conspiracy theories.”

“Why is he talking about the assassination attempt like it just happened?” I ask, “we spoke afterwards, of course I know he survived.”

*More importantly, why does he think you sent the assassins?” Donovan questions. “Maybe there was another attempt.” Odette suggests. “One Frederic pinned on you.

“Maybe, but he wouldn’t tie himself to it as well.” Aiden reasons, “it’s one thing to frame Selene, it’s another to expose himself.”

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affair with Frederic, that Lila belongs to him.” | speak the words as they enter my head, “Frederic himself would never claim a pup that

Drake assesses. “So it isn’t Frederic, and we can assume it isn’t Blaise because he would just have killed Bastien on sight. Who does

didn’t go so well

intercepts her with a growl, spinning her to face me and nudging her back in my direction while he

second before the wooden panel swings open and Helene appears. “Helene!”

and legal documents from Odette, bypassing all introductions as she scans the pages. When she finishes she offers me a solitary nod. “It’s as

ask anxiously, guiding her into the living

I looked into the Alpha’s whereabouts like I promised.” She begins hesitantly.” And I found… well, it’s like you suspected Selene,

what?” I urge her, my agitation growing by

lurches to her feet and walks to the kitchen, moving around the open space as if she’d been there a thousand times before. While she started the process of making tea, we all look on in stunned silence, unsure how to react to

is bubbling away over an open flame, she looks back to me. “Your mate

shoots him a glare,

to smother a snort of laughter, seeing Aiden respond to being called a pup by the old crone was beyond laughable. At first he puffed himself up

beneath the weight of Helene’s glare. “I mean his spirit.” She explains. “He’s lost his way, and he’s not alone. Someone is leading him astray they’ve stolen his memory and his strength. With every day that passes he falls

captor? Donovan presses

see exactly.” Helene purses her lips thoughtfully. “But I can tell you it is a woman. A woman with the soul of a snake and a

certain, but knowing without

in the

have been able to flee to our allies,

Odette questions, “when he left here he would

he saw her first.” Drake remarks cryptically. “it doesn’t matter

to whisper, the shrill noise piercing my dazed mind and making my skull throb as Drake’s meaning sets in. “He’s forgotten me?” I repeat, feeling

into a mug with a blend of herbs from her purse. “and a powerful one at

it’s not like she could enchant all of Elysium. She has to know the truth would come out once

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