Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 84
Chapter 84 Changing ns
It’s over.
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Bastien marked Selene. He knows the pup is his.
All my best ns, all the money and resources I wasted, all the trouble I’ve gone to in order to keep
them apart: it has all been for nothing. Bastien is going to bring this mate and pup back to Elysium, and
he’ll be stronger than ever. He’ll have no distractions, no depression or grief to weaken his spirit. If
anything he’ll have more of a reason to fight. He has something to protect now.
To top it all off Arabe has fled to the Calypso pack, leaving mepletely high and dry. My only
remaining ally is my mother, and she’s more of a figurehead than anything else. When Uncle Gabriel
killed my father she instigated the plot, determined for our family to have revenge and to see me take
my rightful position as Alpha.
She sent me to the best schools, found shifters to train me in one on onebat and battle strategy;
she gave me all the tools needed to seed. She even set me on track to get a job that would
permanently put me in Durand’s orbit.
As far as she was concerned, her part concluded when my education wasplete. She made it my
responsibility to design the plot and find allies, then set me loose. Of course, the further downhill things
roll, the more vocal she bes. She hasn’t set foot back in Nova territory since the day of the revolt,
but she’s got a powerful influence even at a distance.
Sometimes I think my mother is the one who should have nned Dad’s insurrection. She’s cunning
and ruthless in a way I can never be. She wants me to put things right and kill Selene and L. “Like I
should have from the beginning.” She says.
She insists it’s the only way, but I can’t do it. I might have been able to once, but I already lost that fight
when I saved Selene from the fire. I don’t care much about Bastien’s brat, but I can’t even bring myself
to do away with her, because of the pain it would cause Selene.
I’ve always seen a kindred spirit in Selene, only she’s a thousand times stronger than I am. I lost my
father and my birthright, she lost her freedom and her wolf. She suffered for so many years, and I felt
for her even before I met her and what a mistake that was.
As soon as I saw her, and saw how miserable she was with Bastien, I was a goner. Despite my
promises to Arabe, I even started thinking about taking Selene as my wife when I finally got rid of
Bastien. The blonde would have thrown a tantrum beyond all reason, but by then I’d be Alpha it
wouldn’t matter what she wanted.
As inconvenient as it is currently, having Arabe out of the picture actually makes my future ns for
Selene easier. I just have to figure out how to get her away from Batien first.
I have to separate them, one way or another. I don’t want Selene in the line of fire, and the worse their
rtionship suffers, the weaker Bastien bes. Mother is threatening toe take matters into her
own hands if I don’t get things under control within the month, and I can’t afford to let that happen.
The clock is ticking.
Selene’s Pov
L runs up the stairs in front of Bastien and I, her tiny legs propelling her forward at a snail’s pace not
that we mind. We’re finally home. Not at the Pack House or a Safe House, but back in the apartment
where I raised L.
My pup is all giggles and sunshine, thrilled to be back in the familiar space and away from all the stress
of thest weeks. The hospital released us early this morning, and we spent the rest of the day packing
up our belongings and shopping for essentials like groceries.
Bastien has his arm slung across my shoulder, and he’s whispering in my ear as I unlock the door, “I
hope you’re feeling rejuvenated little wolf, because it’s been almost two days since Ist had you and
my wolf is getting very impatient.”
“Is that so?” I ask archly, every bit as eager as he is. Though L’s kidnapping and poisoning
completely distracted me, my body was still awash with the tortuous hormones and impulses of my
heat. Now that the danger has passed and I’m no longer exhausted to the point of insanity, they’ve
risen again to take control.
Not to mention I will take any excuse to dy our inevitable fight about L’s paternity. Right now we’re
still reveling in the joy of health and security, I want to keep that going as long as possible.
“And how do you propose we get a moment alone?” I murmur back, nodding toward our pup, who is
currently zooming around the apartment in an irrepressible burst of energy.
Bastien shoots me a wolfish grin, nibbling on my earlobe as he points out, “in case you hadn’t noticed,
it’s almost nine o’clock. That means bedtime for pups and ytime for mommy and daddy.”
It hasn’t escaped me how frequently he’s been using these monikers, I remember how strange and
surreal it was to be a mother to actually think of myself as a mommy. It fills me with joy to see
Bastien experiencing the same wonder now, despite our rocky start as a family.
I snort, “First lesson in parenting big bad wolf, pups are notorious for sneaking into Mommy and
Daddy’s bed, especially after a lot of stress and excitement.”
Bastien doesn’t look concerned amatuer.
After a bath and a lot of cajoling L finally goes down, but Bastien doesn’t even have all my clothes off
before the door creaks open and L’s little head pokes into the bedroom. “Mommy, can’t sleep.”
Down to my underwear and hitched up against my mate while he kisses and licks his mark, all the
while making delightful growly sounds, I try to respond naturally. “I’m sorry baby, I’ll be right there.” I
promise, pushing at Bastien’s shoulders in hopes of prying his big body off of me.
It doesn’t do any good, he pauses his affections but he doesn’t allow me to put even an inch of space
between us. His head raises to study the tiny creature in the doorway, and his features immediately
shift from predatory to tender.
L’s lower lip sticks out in a full on pout, and her eyes go big and wide, “I want sleep with you.”
I know I predicted it, but I’m so worked up right now that the thought of going to sleep before Bastien
ruts me makes me want to cry. I’m struggling toe up with an answer, torn between my pup and my
mate. If it weren’t for the heat it would be no contest: my daughteres first.
“Of course, little one.” Bastien answers before I can get myself under control. He didn’t think about it for
one moment, he immediately caved. L already has her Daddy wrapped around her little finger. I’m
thrilled and frustrated all at once.
I drop my face to his chest, whining softly. “Hush little wolf, I’ll take care of you too.” He rumbles,
pressing gentle kisses to my hair.
L is running toward us now, and Bastien scoops her up to snuggle between us. “What were you
doing?” She asks sleepily. melting into my arms.
“Cuddling.” Bastien says, a note of humor in his voice, “But now we should all get to bed.”
My gaze jumps questioningly to his, and he gives me a look urging me to be patient. I sigh and climb
into bed with L, turning onto my side and wrapping my arm around her. Stripping to his boxers,
Bastien climbs into the other side, slipping his arm beneath us both so we’re curled against him.
L is nestled between our bodies in a perfect fit, and she falls asleep so quickly I almost don’t believe
it. I can’t help but stare at her with utter adoration: she looks so serene, so perfect I’m mesmerized.
She’s safe and whole, and in my arms. I couldn’t ask for a better gift.
After a moment I realize L isn’t the only one being watched. I look over at Bastien and find him
watching us both in much the same way I was watching our pup. “It’s incredible, isn’t it?” I ask, “how
one little being can give so much joy just sleeping?”
“It is,” he agrees, a well of unspoken emotion rising between us. “But I felt that way long before I met
L.”
My heart swells in my chest, and I can feel his love pulsing through the bond. My desire spikes, and I
feel myself squirming, trying to relieve the ache without disturbing L. “Bastien, I need..”
“I know, baby.” He leans forward to capture my lips, dark promise in his eye. *Just hold on a little while
longer. Once she’spletely out you’re not going to know what hit you.”