Pregnant And Rejected

Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 172

Chapter 172 – Selene FinFinds Her Confidence

Selene

“Selene they’re almost on us!” Helene whispers urgently.

Staring at my mate, it’s easier to summon the shadows than ever. While he watches, still looking deeply confused as Arabella begs him to reject me, I wrap the darkness around the mouth of the alley. I can hear the sentries on the other side of the dark veil, but they cannot see us through the impenetrable fog.

“Who goes there?” One shouts, hesitantly reaching into the darkness. I extend the shadows toward him in reply, inky tendrils reaching out for his body like a predator. Both men leap back with little yelps. “What the hell is this?”

‘It’s got to be some kind of magic.” The other replies, “call it in.”

“We need to get out of here.” Helene urges me, tugging at my arm as I continue to wait for Bastien to decide whether or not to reject me. Luna won’t let me move until we know our fate, even if the outcome is too painful to contemplate.

Arabella, staring at the shimmering void I’ve conjured in abject horror, seems to feel the opposite. Losing her patience, she grabs Bastien and pulls him towards the opposite end of the alley, disappearing around the corner a moment later.

Their sudden departure jolts me out of my reverie, and I run after them, however by the time I reach the end of the narrow corridor and exit onto the street, Bastien and Arabella are long gone. Helene appears at my elbow a moment later, glancing over her shoulder to make sure the guards are still held captive by the shadows.

“How will we find him again?” I murmur, scanning the deserted block for the dozenth time, just in case I somehow missed

them.

“The same way you did tonight.” She replies, guiding me away

are you doing? Don’t you know the law? You can’t be out after nine o’clock. If

“We didn’t know.” “I don’t understand.” Helene frowns, “why is there a curfew?” “Because the alpha decrees it.” The concierge answers

she must want me to use my power to try and get more information out of him, I adopt the zen headspace I’ve been practicing my hypnosis with. Staring deep into

unaffected by my attempt, and I realize Helene’s drops must have stolen this particular ability when they changed the color of my eyes – after all Odette’s book described it as hypnotizing people with my eyes, not some innate power. That’s

man, before leading the way to our room. Once inside, she

possess feels stronger, and the darkness frees us to let our animal side truly take over. “I wonder…” I mutter dragging my hand through the long tresses of my hair, “do you think it makes wolves weaker? If they’re away

Helene agrees, “But it could just as easily be about control for the sake of control. Blaise might not

don’t think of myself as a violent person and I

was so strong it nearly won over,

smiles, “When she came back she didn’t just wake your powers, but

a predator.” I confess with a sigh, sitting

My mentor declares, “it just takes more

she’s done to him.” I reflect, replaving the night events in my mind. “I mean, I knew she’d stolen his memory, but part of me thought he’d come out of it when

him, but it hurts to think he could forget me, no matter her schemes. Logically I understand it’s silly to expect such a thing, after all, Bastien is just a man – albeit a very formidable one. He’s not a

hold on him.” Helene concurs, “some sort

was right, he has at least twenty years of memories bonding him to her, and the only thing he knows of me

I’ll try to break whatever enchantment she’s put him under, but you have something neither of us do – and that’s a

want to manipulate him.” I caution, that’s exactly what

“Don’t think of it as manipulation, this of

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