Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 58


    Selene’s POV


    We’re back in Asphodel by the time I wake. Myshes part to the sight of fierce silver eyes, affection


    sparkling in their depths while familiar hands stroke my hair. I mumble sleepily, stretching as Bastien


    coaxes me from sleep. “There she is.” He purrs, turning to look down at something by my hip. “See, I


    told you.”


    I follow his line of sight, the happiness burgeoning in my chest expanding to joy when I see L


    grinning up at me, “You slept for a long time, mommy.” She informs me, crawling into myp for a


    cuddle. “Bashun said he put a spell on you.”


    “I did!” He says, ‘with feigned offense, “You saw, I just lifted it.”


    I squeeze the beloved bundle in my arms, rocking slightly back and forth. “And why would he do that?”


    I ask, resting my cheek on the top of her head.


    “Cuz you didn’t want to take a nap.” She exins simply, snuggling closer.


    “And you needed one.” Bastien adds seriously, watching us with a tender expression.


    “Well the next time Bastien wants to put a spell on me, you bite him.” I instruct L, “spells are bad.”


    She shakes her head, rejecting the notion without pause. “Not all spells.”


    “Oh, which spells are good?” I question, trying very hard to look at her and not the big wolf kneeling at


    the edge of the passenger seat.


    “Ones that heal.” L ims, looking up at me with my own eyes. “or give you nice dreams” she


    ponders another moment, “love ones.”


    “Your mommy knows all about love spells” Bastien deres, the corner of his mouth twitching upward.


    My eyes narrow to slits, and I slip out of the car, carrying L with me. “Don’t you listen to him, L.” I


    instruct tritely, heading for the canal and its waiting ferry boats, nked by my mate and his guards.


    “That big bad wolf is full of nonsense.”


    I know Bastien is making faces behind my back, because L giggles the entire way to the pier. She’s


    like a tiny spring in my arms, bobbing up and down; first peeking her head up over my shoulder then


    ducking down again to hide.


    Thead straight for the prow when we board the boat, reflexively taking up L’s favorite spot for spying


    fish and giant otters. on the journey. Bastien moves close behind me, his chest grazing my shoulder


    des as his arms cage me on either side. His hands settle on the railing, and I don’t need to look in


    order to guess his expression. L’s face says it all: her precious features are uncertain at first, but


    quickly transform into a beaming grin.


    It’s the look of any wolf thates under the intimidating Alpha’s scrutiny, only most never get past the


    cowed deference. Not my pup, she stares into the face of danger with pure joy, thoroughly undermining


    my lies about her paternity. I catch Donavon appraising her smile, no doubt noting its resemnce to


    Bastien’s.


    It’s surprisingly quiet as the boat takes off, and I look around for the other passengers, only to realize


    they aren’t there. We‘re the only ones aboard the ferry, and all the other travelers who had been waiting


    on the docks remain there still.


    “You didn’t have to do that.” I admonish Bastien, nodding towards the disgruntled clump of people.


    A jolt of electricity runs through me as his lips graze the back of my neck, “I disagree.”


    “Mommy look!” L chirps happily as a fish flies out of the water before us, disappearing just as quickly,


    its shimmering scales still visible beneath the crystalline surface.


    “I see!” I exim, pretending I’m notpletely on edge with the huge shifter looming over me.


    “Why does it jump like that?” She asks curiously.


    “Maybe it was trying toe and say hello to you.” I suggest.


    *And now it’s going to go home and tell its whole fish family about the strange creatures it saw on the


    lagoon today.” Bastien adds, his rumbling voice making my insides turn to jelly.


    I turn to re up at him, mouthing, “stop it!”


    He arches his brow, as if to say “stop what?”


    Thankfully L is oblivious to our silent battle. “Where do fishes live when they aren’t swimming?”


    “Fish,” I correct gently, “can live in all sorts of ces: reefs, caves, even under the sand.”


    As with any child her age, one question quickly bes one hundred, and I can see her gearing up for


    the onught. However, before she can find the words to express her curious thoughts, Bastien heads


    her off. “Oh!” He says with animation, “You know who loves fish?”


    “Who?” L peeps immediately.


    “Aiden!” From the look on Aiden’s face, this is the first he’s heard of this supposed interest, but he


    comes forward to take L anyway. She’s already rattling off questions as they stride away, and I turn


    on my mate.


    “Would you stop giving my pup away to random wolves?” I snap.


    “Aiden is hardly random.” He remarks dryly, “and we need to talk.”


    “You’ve got to stop this.” I object, pushing at his chest. “Whether or not we know him, it’s my decision


    who watches my child, not yours!”


    He leans forward, invading my space even more than he already was, and my back hits the railing.


    “You’re really going to keep pretending she isn’t mine?”


    My lip curls up, and I force the words out through clenched teeth. “She isn’t.”


    “We’ll see.” Bastien replies ominously.


    Every muscle in my body goes taught. “What is that supposed to mean?”


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    “It means we’ll see.” He repeats not giving an inch, “In the meantime we need to figure out what’s going


    on here.”


    “That’s not your concern either.” I insist, “As far as I’m concerned that rm at the safehouse was a


    blessing.” One that hadn’ te a moment too soon. “You used my wolf against me, I lost control.


    That’s not going to happen again.”


    A darkugh rolls through Bastien’s chest, “My sweet little wolf.” He buries his face in my hair, inhaling


    my scent like an addict satisfying their fix. “You might be feistier now, but you’re every bit as adorable.”


    Despite his words, his expression is so menacing when he pulls his head up I’m afraid he might mark


    me right here and now.


    Let him, Luna purrs.


    Don’t you start. I bite back.


    “Just you wait.” He goads huskily, “when that first heat hits, you’re going to be begging for my mark.”


    “Not if you’re back in Elysium where you belong.” I hiss.


    “I’m not leaving Asphodel without you.” Bastien deres fiercely, “and that won’t happen until we know


    who turned you in.”


    I choose to ignore his firstment, “You’re overreacting, it was probably just some petty she-wolf


    who’s jealous of my rtionship with Drake. I’m not exactly popr with the women here.”


    “And what if you’re wrong?” Bastien presses. “Do you really want to take that chance? With your life,


    with L’s?”


    Indecision paralyzes me, what if you are wrong? Luna asks.


    Who else could it be? I think back.


    It could easily have been for the money. She answers.


    I brush off her qualms, knowing my stubbornness is more to do with Bastien than true logic. Then they


    aren’t truly a threat to me, are they?


    But it’s L,es Luna’s vehement reply.


    I know and she’s safer out of the spotlight. I reason. We’ll leave if we have to just not with him.


    I offer Bastien my best glower. “Drake will take care of me.”


    His wolf is close to the surface now, drawn out by the repeated mention of the other man. “He will never


    take care of you the way I will and you know it.”


    Our bodies are practically stered together now, and I’m pushing down the instinct to rub myself all


    over him; marking him with my scent and satisfying my own needs for affection from my mate.


    Goddess, how I wish I could turn these feelings off – despite my tough words, I know I can’t keep this


    up much longer. It hurts too much to be so near him while keeping our wolves apart.


    Even so, I have to stay strong – I know the way this story goes. “He’ll also never hurt me the way you


    did.” I challenge fervently.


    Something acutely akin to pain shes in his silver eyes, “That isn’t fair.” He replies gravely, his jaw


    granite. “I didn’t know what was going on with Arabe.”


    “That’s some endorsement.” I scoff, “How can you tell me we’d be safer with you, when you couldn’t


    see what was happening underneath your own nose?”


    “How could you expect me to help with your troubles when you hid them from me?” Bastien contradicts,


    “I’m not omniscient, Selene. I had an entire pack to run, I was mourning my father and losing my wife, I


    did the best I could.”


    “Well your best wasn’t enough.” I’m baiting him now, but nothing else is working. “Drake’s was.” I tilt my


    chin up, looking him dead in the eye as I proim, “This is my home now, tip line or no, I’m staying


    here.”


    Bastien huffs humorlessly, “Well I’ve got news for you, sweetheart.” He growls, closing his arms a bit


    tighter around me. “Whatever happens between us, I’m not leaving before I know who was responsible


    for this, so you’d better get used to living with me again, because I’m not going anywhere.”