Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 93
Chapter 93 The Honeymoon is Over
Selene’s POV
In the dawning light of early morning, Bastien and l emerge from the forest, dressed in our wedding
garb once more. L and Aiden are already awake, though the Beta looks like he would rather have
slept in. I’m sure the excitement of her first camping trip rendered L incapable of staying in bed for a
single moment longer than she had to, and her uncle Aiden must have been the weak link among her
babysitters.
He’s rubbing his eyes, clearly regretting caving to L’s adventurous whims. She’s currently seated
beside him in front of the campfire, but she has the squirrelly energy of a pup who’s been told she can’t
go y until she finishes her breakfast.
When she sees us, L looks askance at our disheveled state. “Mommy you’re dirty.” Her little head tilts
to the side as she takes in the sight of my muddy limbs beneath my dress. Bastien isn’t any cleaner,
but his suit covers him a hundred times better than my gown. “What were you doing?” ..
Her question makes me flush, less from embarrassment than the heated memories of our wedding
night. I can still hear the predatory howls of my mate echoing in my head. I can still feel the wind on my
face as I flew through the trees, my pulse racing faster the closer his howls drew.
I didn’t make it easy for Bastien. I evaded him for as long as I could, but he cornered me in a sunken
stream bed and pinned me to the ground, refusing to let me up until I surrendered. I went from showing
him my furry belly to lying beneath the massive ck wolf in my human form, feeling impossibly
vulnerable with the vicious beast looming over me.
When I reached for his velvety muzzle Bastien transformed back to a man, though he took me with
such raw, animalistic vigor that I wondered just how close to the surface his wolf remained. He ravished
mepletely, rutting me right there on the ground then up against a tree in the shallow stream on the
ground again.
Eventually I had to shift back into my wolf and snarl at him just to give my poor body a break.
Thankfully my insatiable husband took mercy on me, at least I thought he had. No sooner had I
returned to my human form than Bastien coaxed me into letting him take a look at my tender sex, but I
put a stop to his mischief the moment his tongue came out to soothe me” as he put it.
“We were celebrating.” Bastien answers L, noting my distraction with a smug smirk.
“That’s one word for it.” Aiden snorts under his breath.
“Celbrating how?” L’s pert nose crinkles in confusion, but a momentter her features light up as she
arrives at a possible exnation for all the mud, “jumping in puddles?”
“No my love,” Iugh. Jumping in puddles is L’s all time favorite pastime. “We let our wolves out to
y.”
This announcement sends L into a tizzy. She abandons her breakfast and runs up to Bastien, who
crouches down to her height and pulls her in for a cuddle before she can ask her question. L only
indulges him a moment, quickly wriggling free and bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet.
“Daddy, I want a wolf ride!”
Now it’s my turn to feel smug. That’ll teach him not to waste all his energy trying to rut me into aa.
“Hmm,” Bastien pretends to think, rubbing his chin with his thumb and forefinger. “What’s the magic
word?”
“Please!” L immediately begs, please, please, please!”
“That’s my girl.” Bastien praises her, straightening up to unbutton his shirt while L dances around in
triumph.
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With the sound of my daughter’s high pitched, “yaaaayyyy!” ying in the background, I study the worn
lines around Bastien’s rugged countenance. Unlike me, he didn’t get to nap through yesterday
afternoon. He drove all day and was up all night, and now he’s paying the price.
“I bet you regret not sleeping now.” I sing in a told you so sort of tone.
My mate arches a challenging brow and drags me up against him, taking my mouth in a demanding
kiss. His soft lips are relentless, and his skilled tongue teases my mouth open and thrusts inside with
long, sensuous strokes that evoke thoughts of a very different organ. Despite my soreness, Bastien’s
dominance makes my thighs clench, trying to soothe the ache he’s creating at their apex.
He doesn’t release me until I’m panting with need, a devilish glint in his silver eyes as he replies, “Not
in the least.”
It’s a good thing I’m starving and worn out, or I might be tempted to pull Bastien away for another
round. Instead I go sit with Aiden by the fire, shoveling pancakes into my mouth and watching the giant
wolf I married gallop around the meadow with L on his back. I’m sure the peels of her joyousughter
are going to wake Odette and Donovan, but the sound is simply too sweet to interrupt.
When the older wolves emerge from their tents, I know they feel the same. Their smiles are every bit as
wide as mine, and I wish this moment could never end.
Bastien’s POV
Oh how I wish this moment would end.
Don’t get me wrong, under any other circumstances, I would be delighted to do this for hours. I would
be thrilled to be L’s pony orpdog, or anything else she wanted me to be-but Goddess am I tired.
Still, I can’t bring myself to put an end to the game until she’s had her fill.
Selene thinks I’m going to spoil the pup, and she’s absolutely right at least when ites to my time
and affection. I have three years of absence to make up for. Besides, no one ever turned rotten from
too many snuggles.
When L’s little arms get too tired to hold on any longer, I slow to a stop, kneeling so she can slide off
my back. Once she’s clear, I copse onto my side with an exaggerated huff, letting my tongue loll out
and panting dramatically.
“Uh-oh.” I crack one eye open to see Aiden standing next to L. “I think you’ve done him in, little one.”
“What’s that mean?” She asks curiously.
“Well he’s too exhausted to move!” My Beta exims before adopting a somber tone, “we might have
to leave him here.”
“He is heavy.” L remarks sagely, “but we can’t leave Daddy.”
“No?” Aiden inquires with a smile in his voice, “Ah well, I suppose the pack does need an Alpha.” My
friend leans down and takes hold of my back legs. “Okay L, grab a paw, we’re going to have to drag
him back to the car.”
Two small hands circle my right foot, and I feel a light tug on the limb. She’s probably pulling with all her
might, but it feels about as strong as a light breeze. Aiden, of course, has no intention of dragging me
anywhere, instead letting L bear the brunt of the task. “Are you pulling?” I hear her ask, voice full of
usation.
“Of course I am,” He sounds offended, and the gentle tugging on my front leg resumes.
Around the time I hear the pup begin to grunt with the force of her efforts, I open my eyes and pounce,
smothering her in big, slobbering wolf kisses while she giggles and squeals beneath me.
I scent Selene a momentter, turning to watch the stunning she-wolf approach. I don’t know how she
managed to get herself so clean, but she’s free of mud and wearing a fresh dress. She eyes our pup,
who is still giggling in the grass, before raising her eyes to me and crossing her arms over her chest.
“What was the idea, Bastien? To get her as muddy as we were?”
Looking down at L, I realize she is indeed very muddy. I exchange a wide, canine grin with my
daughter, before offering my mate an apologetic shrug. Sheughs softly and rolls her eyes, shaking
her head in exasperation.
“Come on pup, we need to get you cleaned up before we leave.” Selene says, extending her hand to
L.
I let the toddler wrap her arms around my neck and pull her to her feet, before nudging her towards her
mother with my nose. However L doesn’t move. “I want keep ying.” She argues, pouting.
“I know angel,” Selene answers, taking her resistance in stride. “but we have to go soon and your
Daddy needs a rest.”
“No he doesn’t.” L insists stubbornly, “I don wanna go anyway.”
“L,” Selene begins in a warning tone. “You’ll have plenty of time to yter. Be a good girl and
come along.”
L stomps her tiny foot. “No.” I can feel a tantruming on, and rumble low in my chest, giving the
pup another nudge forward.
She turns to scowl at me, seeming to forget that I am not actually her pony but a very powerful
predator. Her eyes widen when she sees my stern expression, and she instinctively lowers her gaze. I
press my muzzle into her soft tummy, encouraging her to go to her mother.
L sps her hands on either side of my snout, giving me world-ss puppy dog eyes, “I wanna keep
ying.” She begs in a small voice. Devious little thing, I think. Mommy says no, so you ask Daddy
instead.
I shake my furry head, and L’s pitiful expression scrunches up into one full of rage. Her cheeks flush
bright red and before know it, she’s thrown herself on the ground at my feet. Before she can begin
crying and beating the earth with her balled up fists, I carefully close my teeth around the back of her
shirt, and lift her into the air.
The pup freezes, looking around in befuddled shock for a few moments before resuming her tantrum. I
carry the angry bundle over to Selene, who receives her with practiced ease. I shift back to human form
and drop a kiss on my mate’s cheek, “I’lle help as soon as I’m decent.” I promise.
However before I can walk away, my pup turns her furious, tear-stained face to me, “I don like you
anymore.” She snaps before resuming her attempts to squirm out of Selene’s arms.
I know pups say all sorts of things they don’t mean when they’re upset, but I’m amazed at how deeply
her words cut me. I feel like the air has been knocked out of my lungs.
Selene emits a heavy sigh, “I guess the honeymoon is over.”