Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 42
Chapter 42 Reunion
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Selene‘s POV
Luna’s melodic bay rises to meet the call of Bastien’s wolf, sounds only we two can hear. I try with all
my might to reign her back in. Luna, Igroan internally, cut it out!
I can’t help it! She exims. He‘s calling me.
Get it together. I snap. He‘s no good, and he can’t find out about L.
This is a disaster. I can’t believe Drake didn’t warn me when he called. I am not prepared to face
Bastien, especially not when my wolf has lost her head at the mere sight of him.
Though she was still with me after I escaped Garrick, Luna had buried herself so deeply in my heart
that our connection becamepletely blocked. Neither of us could feel the other, and my wolf never
met our mate. Things might have been different if Bastien had ever marked me, but he hadn‘t wanted
me without Luna, so she stayed hidden until our daughter was born.
L is the most precious gift I‘ve ever received, and bringing her into the world unlocked Luna‘s trapped
spirit. Looking back, think she started to return the moment I conceived. My wolf senses began to
resurface long before L actually arrived, but freeing Lunapletely made it possible for me to love
and appreciate my child as a mother should. My wolf healed my fractured soul, if not my broken heart.
Luna whines as I cross the garden,ing to stand in front of my ex–husband. Goddess I‘d forgotten
how handsome he is; how tall. It doesn’t feel right to be so near him without our bodies touching, it
takes all my strength not to reach out to him. “Hello Bastien.”
Whatever he was expecting, it clearly wasn‘t this. His silver eyes stop their hungry head–to–toe scan of
my body, settling on my face and blinking in surprise. I can see the gears turning in his head, piecing
together the puzzle of my presence here and recing shock with confusion and anger. “Is that really
all you have to say to me?”
I cock my head to the side. “What would you have me say?”
“I thought you were dead!” He barks, making Luna tuck her tail between her legs.
Unlike my wolf, I have more than enough bad memories and regrets to withstand his ire. “Oh I’m sorry,
did my funeral get in the way of your wedding ns?”
Bastien looks like he might explode. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Oh I forgot,” I press my palm to my cheek. “Silly me, it can‘t have gotten in the way because you didn’t
bother going.”
Just then, Aiden appears at our side. “Listen, I think we all appreciate that this is a very difficult and
emotional situation, but I really don’t think you want to have this conversation in public.”
Bastien and I both look around, realizing we’ve gathered quite an audience. Reluctantly we pause our
reunion to move into the pack house, heading for Drake‘s sound proofed office.
“I’m sorry, are you really angry that I didn’t go to your fake funeral?” Bastien grumbles behind me as we
ascend the stairs.
“I didn‘t set that fire Bastien, I didn’t do anything other than disappear. You assumed I was dead and
you threw the funeral.” The bitterness I still carry prompts me to add, “Granted, I doubt you asked many
questions. Having me out of the way had to have made your life easier.”
A huge hand catches my arm just above the elbow, pulling me to a halt while electricity zings through
my nerve–endings. “I saw your body!” He growls, “The DNA matched yours.”
“What?” My face twists up in confusion. “That’s not possible.”
“I assure you it is.” He corrects me harshly. “Your barbecued mate is not a sight you forget.”
Bastien‘s warm, tingling skin leaves mine as we continue walking. This doesn‘t make any sense. “Why
would someone rescue me and then go back to nt a fake body?” I question aloud.
“What do you mean, ‘someone rescued you‘? You said you just disappeared.” He counters.
“Yes, after I woke up in the forest outside Elysium half-dead from smoke-inhtion.” Bitterness coats
my tongue. “Clearly someone cared about me more than you did, because they pulled me out of the
fire just in time.”
“Selene, I didn‘t have my phone with me when you tried to call.” Bastien implores me to understand, “If
I’d known you were in trouble I would have dropped everything.”
Like hell. There’s no way he let his phone out of his sight in the middle of a kidnapping situation. He
ignored that call, just like he ignored my calls every other time I needed him. “It doesn‘t matter.” I wave
off his excuses. “That‘s ancient history now.”
“It isn‘t.” Bastien insists, “I’ve lived in nothing but regret for three years. There‘s so much I have to
exin, so much…” He trails off as the office doors close behind us. “Goddess I can‘t believe you‘re
really alive.”
When Bastien moves forward like he’s about to hug me, I jump out of the way. “I’m not interested in
excuses and lies. I don’t want to hear your exnations.” Crossing my arms over my chest, I shift to
stand next to Drake, forming a united front against my ex. “Asphodel is my home now.
Bastien glowers at the Eros Alpha, “Was this your doing then? The rescue, the body?”
“I didn’t know Selene was alive until after the funeral.” Drake reveals, gesturing to me pointedly. “She
walked for two weeks through rogue territories to get here. She came to the Eros Pack of her own free
will, and she’s been under my protection since.”
A deep rumble vibrates in Bastien’s chest, and Luna quivers with desire. Seriously? I mutter in internal
exasperation.
It’s not my fault. Luna counters defensively. He smells so good.
Bastien’s ws extend. She’s still my wife.”
“No,” I object immediately. “I rejected you.”
His molten gaze skewers me. “I never epted.”
“But…” I sputter in confusion, the rejection was your idea in the first ce! You remarried the second
you were free!”
Bastien looks so bewildered I almost believe him when he turns on Drake. “What in the Goddess’s
name have you been telling her?”
“Nothing that wasn’tmon knowledge in Elysium.” Drake argues without remorse. “Everyone said
you were going to marry Arabe before the month was out.”
My attention ping pongs back and forth between them. “You mean, you didn’t?”
The muscle in Bastian‘s angr jaw twitches. “Those rumors are three years old. I suppose you
conveniently forgot to tell Selene when they didn‘t pan out?” He suggests gruffly. After all, it’s not like
we haven‘t been in contact.”
For a moment I let myself be distracted, looking at Drake in hurt and uncertainty before regaining my
senses. What‘s one omissionpared to everything Bastian put me through. I give myself a little
shake, “Stop it. It doesn‘t matter whether you remarried, or that you didn‘t agree to the rejection.” I
remark firmly. “My life is here now, so if you came here to bring me home then I‘m sorry – I‘m not going
anywhere.”
“That‘s not why I came.” His deep voice scrapes over my skin, sending a shiver down my spine, “I
didn‘t know you were alive until I got here and smelled you.”
“Then why did youe?”
Something appears to click in his head, and his expression darkens even further. “Because I still have
a shadow tip line for the Calypso pack‘s bounty on Vna wolves. You‘re not as safe here as you think.
Someone reported you.”
“But you just said you didn‘t know I was here.” I remind him.
He cuts his eyes to Drake. “Are there any other Vnas in the pack?”
Pances through me there is one other Vna wolf living in Asphodel, one I would do absolutely
anything to protect. Along with Bastien‘s absence, realizing my baby inherited the Vna gene was the
only cloud over the happiest day of my life.
L is still too little to understand what it means to be a Vna, or for any of her ymates to know
she‘s different, but when Iy awake at night worrying as every mother does, this is the exact scenario
which terrifies me most. The idea that ise might find out about L, that anyone might hurt her for
the blood I passed down to her, is my worst nightmare.
Being reported myself used to petrify me, but now I find myself praying that I was the one who was
reported. Anything so long as it wasn’t L.
“No.” Drake lies smoothly, not even ncing my way. “There are no other Vnas in Asphodel.”
Bastien’s focus returns to me, a look of grim determination set on his face. “Then you were the she-wolf
they reported, and you are also the only true Vna that has ever been reported to the line in more
than three years.” He shares. “We have to assume you’re on the Calypsos’ radar, and we have to find
out who called in the tip.”