Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 157


    Chapter 157 Selene Eminaces Her Fame


    Selene’s POV


    I don’t think I’ll ever get used to people recognizing me on the street, as if I’m some sort of celebrity


    rather than a girl who spent 8 years alone in a basement with no one forpany but my trapped wolf.


    Now it’s impossible for me to go anywhere without being recognized.


    Even now as rain falls in sheets around me and I’m bundled up against the crisp chill of the autumn air,


    walking down the street is a veritable minefeld. Half of the people who stop me merely wish to offer me


    congrattions on the new baby, but the other half pepper me with questions about Bastien’s


    whereabouts.


    I’ve almost reached the hospital when a reporter catches me, running forward with a microphone and


    camera crew in tow. “Selene, I’m Katrina Davies from the Evening Standard, do you have a moment to


    speak with us?”


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    I can spare a moment,” I agree, unsure of whether this is actually a good idea.


    We’ve been debating how to respond to Frederick’s challenge since he issued it yesterday, barely


    sleeping in the wake of the unfolding disaster. As of yet we still haven’t reached a consensus about


    what to do, and I’m already going rogue by going to the hospital in the first.


    The guys would lose their minds if they knew I n on confronting Dr. Kane directly – and I’d certainly


    prefer to avoid the conflict myself but I don’t know what else to do. I can only pray I get through it


    without having a post-traumatic stress episode, I’m sure the sly wolf would use it as an excuse to


    hospitalize me again. On the other hand, if I give an interview in front of the hospital, at least people will


    know where to look for me if I don’te home tonight.


    “First of all, how are you doing?” Katrina asks, holding the microphone out to me, “We’re so pleased to


    see you out of the hospital.”


    “Thank you,” I respond graciously. “I’m happy to report I’m doing much better,” I smile, patting my belly


    through my wool coat, “And getting fatter by the day,”


    The reporter and crew chuckle warmly, and I decide that speaking to them might actually help after all.


    If I can pretend to be charming, maybe people will take our side.


    *That’s wonderful.” Katrina gushes, “And your little one at home, has she warmed up to the idea of


    being a big sister yet?”


    Now it’s my turn tough. “Not quite, but she is currently trying to convince me that she’d feel better


    about it if I got her a pony, so at least it’ s helping her develop an enterprising spirit.”


    “And the Alpha?” Katrina continues, “is there any word on when he might return?”


    “I wish I could tell you otherwise.” I share honestly, “but I’m afraid I don’t have any news on that front.”


    “Now I have to ask,” The reporter announces, which all but guarantees she doesn’t have to do anything


    of the sort. “Do you have anyment about the usations Dr Kane made against the Alpha


    yesterday, and the challenge he issued?”


    “I’d like to say I won’t dignify Dr. Kane’s nder with ament, but I’m afraid that would only add


    more fuel to the proverbial fire.” I sigh. not bothering to hide my frustration. Next to the slimey wolf’s


    fake persona, hopefully seeing someone with genuine feelings will highlight just how dishonest Dr.


    Kane’s act truly is.


    “Instead I’ll say this to any Novan who has met my husband in person,” I begin, choosing my words


    carefully. “I beg you to think back on those asions and ask yourself what you yourself thought of


    him. What did your wolf’s instincts tell you about the man and how did you feel in the moment? Ignore


    whatever might be getting said in the papers or on tv. And ask yourself whether you trust yourself or the


    words of strangers who greatly stand to gain by bringing down the Alpha, more.”


    “You think Dr Kane is saying all these things purely for his own gain?” Katrina questions excitedly.


    Pursing my lips, I reply, “Well let’s just say this. If you want evidence of Dr. Kane’s dedication to this


    pack’s wellbeing and his apparent concern for me, you might like to know that while I was in the


    hospital, he treated me by giving me cebos which kept me ill and under his control. He purposefully


    failed to help a patient in his care because he wanted me within his reach and away from the people


    looking out for me.


    “After our betas and Drake Cavanaugh helped me leave the hospital as I’d been begging to do for days


    and days, I went to another physician who confirmed that Dr Kane had been making me sick. He risked


    my life, and the life of the Alpha’s pup, because he knew if I was close by he might have a chance to


    convince me to give up on my husband.”


    The reporter’s jaw actually drops, “That’s quite an usation.”


    “The evidence is right here.” I shrug. patting my belly again. “You can see how well I appeared in my


    own press conference, after I’d been under his care for over a week and was supposedly drugged to


    the hilt. I couldn’t make it ten minutes without getting sick and looked like a walking skeleton. Now, I’m


    down to three prescriptions with a different doctor and I can not only make it through the afternoon


    without copsing, but I’ve already put on five pounds. The only difference is that my pills are real now.”


    “How could any doctor do such a horrible thing?” One of the cameramen mutters, earning an


    exasperated look from Katrina.


    “We’ll cut that out.” She remarks, “but he’s right.”


    “I’ve been approached by a lot of concerned Novans these past few weeks.” I continue, on a roll now,


    “And I appreciate everyone’s congrattions on my growing family, and I empathize with everyone who


    is afraid or upset right now, because I’m honestly feeling exactly the same way. We are living in


    extremely difficult times.” I feel myself tearing up, and ask to pause the interview. “I’m sorry, can we


    stop for a second?”


    “No, this is great!” Katrina whispers, before saying more loudly. “It’s okay, Selene, tell us how you’re


    feeling.”


    Annoyed but trusting the woman, i continue. “I wish Bastien was home, and I know he does too. But


    he’s not here because he believes so much in his duty to protect his family and his pack that he’s


    willing to lose his reputation in order to do what’s right.”


    Swiping at the rogue droplets rolling down my cheeks, I clear my throat, “The people’s concerns are


    valid, and it’s right to ask where Bastien is and why he isn’t here even if we can’t give you the answers


    you deserve for security reasons. But anytime we’re faced with the prospect of a challenge like this, we


    also have to remember to ask about the people making the usations. I don’t have these answers yet


    myself, but I encourage anyone who cares about our future to ask who exactly Dr. Kane is. Where did


    hee from? What is his background? Why should we listen to him? And if ites to this, does he


    deserve to lead us?”


    “Wise words.” Katrina nods, an excited glimmer in her eyes, “Now Selene, I can’t help but notice we’re


    standing outside Dr. Kane’s hospital right now. Can we presume you’re on your way to ask some of


    those questions yourself?”


    Offering her an amused huff, I confirm. “Yes, I’d hoped to speak with Dr. Kane about his press


    conference off the record, rather than beginning a public feud by keeping everything in the media but


    you got the better of me, Katrina.”


    “Well you know the public loves good gossip.” Sheughs.


    “Who doesn’t?” i concede, “But I find as entertaining as gossip is at times, it almost never makes things


    better for the people with most at stake, which in this case, is the pack. Hard work behind the scenes


    isn’t fun or newsworthy, but it does more to improve the lives of everyday people than slinging mud


    behind a podium.”


    “So I suppose there’s no chance you’d let use with you?” She asks hopefully, clearly realizing this


    was never going to happen. I shoot her a look, and she surrenders with augh. “Alright, thank you


    Selene.” Katrina shakes my hand, “We wish you luck either way.”


    “Thank you.” I answer, trying to smile as I walk away. I’m not sure how well that went, and I have a bad


    feeling it sounded far too preachy at the end. Still, it helped me frame my thoughts for the conversation


    ahead.


    A few minutester, I’m storming into Dr Kane’s office with my hands on my hips and smoke steaming


    from my ears.


    The physician rises, a surprised expression on his face as hees around his desk. “Selene, how are


    you feeling?”


    Rather than answering him, I narrow my eyes and offer him my most intimidating re. “What the hell


    are you doing?”