Pregnant And Rejected

Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 195

Chepler 195. Battle

Looking around in a panic, I demand, “where? Where has he gone?”

“His orders were for me to get you out, Selene.” Helene in forms me, not sounding as if she’s particularly interested in actually following them. “Then again, you are a headstrong young woman, and I’m just an old woman. It would be only too easy for you to overpower me and go after them.”

“Them?” I repeat, “he’s not alone?”

“No.” A deep voice sounds behind me, the man who had been standing with Helene before going to dispatch the guards. “His with the rebel leaders, Matthew and Grayson.”

Turning around, I study the strange man closely. I’m sure I’ ve never seen him before, but he seems oddly familiar. He’s got to be close to sixty years old, with gray streaked hair and the gaunt form of a man who’s known true deprivation. My wolf is already wondering if he might be my father, but the look on his face confirms it. He’s looking at me as if he’s see ing a ghost, his eyes shining with unshed tears. “Hello Selene.” He greets me warmly.

“Are you…?” | stammer, too afraid to speak the words in case they aren’t true.

“You look just like your mother.” He tells me thickly. “I nev er dreamed I’d actually get to meet you.”

“Selene, this is James.” Helene interjects, making introduc tions when she realizes we’re both too emotional to get the words out. “Your father.”

I’m already so emotional between escaping, seeing Fred eric die and finding out Bastien has gone to face Blaise, that I

instantly burst into tears. “I thought you were dead.” I tell him, hesitantly reaching towards him.

He pulls me into his arms without a second thought, and I can feel his bones protruding terribly. “You’ve been Blaise’s prisoner all this time?” I ask through my tears. He nods, hold ing me so gingerly I wonder if he thinks I’ll break. Squeezing him more tightly, I encourage him not to be shy, unable to truly processing that I’m hugging my father for the first time in my life. “I’m so sorry.” I sniffle, “Mom didn’t know, I’m sure of it.”

“I know little one.” He tells me. “The truth is I’d do it all over again for you two, though it did break my heart to hear what happened to you after she passed.”

to Elysium. You can meet your granddaughter, and see the life Mom

agrees, “but first we

are they?” | ask, pulling away from my fa ther for the

went off, he

my tears,

Bastien

We’re surrounded.

plan worked perfectly, drawing Blaise to his ridicu Tously overdone throne room while the other rebels stormed the palace, and Helene, Frederic and James went to help Se lene. l’m not sure yet if they were successful, but I know the best way I can help my mate

great hall as if he doesn’t have a care in the world. I’m sure from his perspective he feels perfectly safe. His guards are lining the walls on all sides, outnumbering us twenty to one. “Did you mutts not get enough time in

Blaise.” Grayson declares, setting his

my position from me?” Blaise scoffs, “You –

have an army full of challengers, Blaise.” Matthew an nounces, “even if you manage to defeat the three of us, even you have to get exhausted after a while. We’ll throw chal

could easily take you down with a snap of my fingers?” Blaise taunts

but only a coward would do such a thing. A true Alpha would defend his title in single

always been

he survey‘s our motley crew, his eyes linger on me. “I’m no fool, Durand. These two might not have the mettle to take me, but after what I’ve been doing with your mate these last few weeks, I imagine you

try to cool my temper. Helene explained to me that Se lene had been hypnotizing Blaise when he came to her room at night, but that doesn’t change what

the wretched Alpha. “I

badly,” He continues, as if I never spoke a word, “in a few months when your brats are born they’ Il join you

words pull my attention completely – just not for the reason he intended. “Brats.” I repeat dazedly,

in warning,

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