Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 161
Chapter 161- Selene Gets a Letter
Selene
“Mommy, are you wake?” A little voice speaks in my ear.
Slowly I return to the waking world, blinking open my tired eyes and registering the warm little body
snuggling up against me. “Hello little bean.” I murmur, wrapping my arms around L and pulling the
covers more tightly around us.
L hasn’t slept through the night in her own room since Bastien left. Instead she’s taken to crawling
into my bed somewhere between the hours of midnight and dawn, which both warms my heart and
makes handling my morning sickness more difficult. Today the sun is just beginning to rise, and
Helene’s soothing draughts have actually managed to ease the worst of my symptoms, so I’m happy to
simply lie here and cuddle with my daughter until we’re ready to get up.
“Mommy, I had a dream ’bout Daddy.” Her morning puppy breath is terrible, so I tuck her head beneath
my chin, earning myself a mouthful of her hair.
“You did?” I inquire, smoothing down her tangled locks, “was it a nice dream, hope?”
“Uh-huh.” She nods against my breast. “We were ying pony, an’da flying game.”
“That’s wonderful.” I breathe, honestly ted that she’s not having nightmares like I am. I hate that she
misses him so much, but I’m d her dreams are sweet memories rather than horrible possibilities.
Ever since talking with Helene, my nights have been haunted with terrible images of Bastien hurt,
imprisoned, or dead.
“Mommy, will Daddy be home soon?” L wonders aloud.
I’m fully awake now, with arge lump caught in my throat. “I don’t think so, sweetheart.” I admit.
She looks up at me in rm, and I wonder if my honesty was a mistake. “Why not?”
“Because things aren’t going so well. It might be some time before we see him again, L.” I confess.
Her tiny face twists up, turning red as tears well in her eyes. “But I wan’him home!” “I know, angel.” I
hush her gently, wiping the tears from her cheeks. “I do too.” “I’s not fair!” She exims, heading
straight towards a tantrum. “I want Daddy!”
“I’m so sorry, L.” I proless, on the verge of tears myself. “If I could bring him home for you this
second, I would. Things just aren’t that simple.”
“You’re liar!” She uses. “You pwomised he wouldn’be gone long!”
“I was wrong.” I admil. “Mommies don’t know everything sweetheart, we can only do our best.”
“You don’ care!” She cries, pushing me away “you‘re never ‘ven here’nymore!
Deep down I know L understands I love her. Deep down I know this is just my baby being a toddler
and testing her limits, but my heart doesn’t think with that kind of logic, my heart just sees my pup in
pain and breaks into pieces knowing. I’m the one causing it.
“L, i care about you more than anything in the world.” I vow firmly, trying to rub her back and earning
a wail for my efforts. “I know I’ve been busytely and we haven’t gotten to spend as much time
together, but that’s not by choice. If I could, I would stay with you
always, but grown ups have responsibilities sweetheart. I’m sorry you’re hurting, but one day you‘ll
understand.”
“No I won’!” She insists, “Go away!”
“I’m not going anywhere.” I choke out the words. “That’s not how this works. You can be upset with me
all you want, but I’m going to be here whether you like it or not.”
She’s in full tantrum mode now, squealing and beating her hands and feet against the mattress while I
sit next to her and try to push down my own feelings. It’s no use, within seconds I’m crying too,
breaking into a sob and burying my face in my hands instead. I can only imagine the picture we make.
If Bastien was here he’d walk in and fuss over us both,forting me and helping L work through
her feelings until we were ready to kiss and make up.
But he’s not here, and it hits me all at once how much of a difference he’s made in our lives in such a
short time. It used to be me and L against the world, but finding a mate and a father made us both
realize what we’d been missing, and now it doesn’t feel like enough just being together. One day we
might get there again, but right now… right now it’s just going to hurt.
Next to me, L’s tears quiet, and I feel a pair of miniature paws tugging at my wrists. Apparently she
realized she wasn’t the only one having a meltdown, and is now determined to see my face. Sighing
heavily I drop my hands and show her my red eyes and miserable expression. Her two-tone eyes
widen as her full lower lip quivers violently. “I sorry, Mommy, please don’ be sad.”
“I am sad.” I exin forlornly, “I miss your Daddy, and I hate seeing you upset.”
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L climbs into myp without a moment of hesitation, wrapping herself around me.“ Is okay, Mommy.”
She sniffles, “I make it better.” She presses sweet little kisses to my wet cheeks, and I moan pitifully,
holding her close.
“I really am sorry, L.” I confide, when I can speak again. “I haven’t been giving you enough attention.
Why don’t we do something special today, just us?”
“I’d like dat.” She agrees.
“Good.” I exhale shakily, swiping at my cheeks. “Let’s make a deal okay. No more tears today, only
fun.”
L nods enthusiastically, “Deal.”
After a full day of ying in the park, painting pottery and going to a movie with L, we’re both fairly
exhausted. By the time we get back to the pack house L is passed out in her car seat, and I have to
carry her all the way to the top floor to get her to bed.
When I enter the apartment, I find a full house. Drake, Sophie, Odette and the Betas are all there, and
all offer to take L from me. However I don’t want to let anyone else have her. I put her down for a nap
in her room, before rejoining the others.
No sooner have I entered the main living area that a knock sounds on the door, and I find a sentry
holding an envelope which was apparently just delivered via courier. It takes a second for me to realize
why the guard’s expression is so urgent, but then Bastien’s scent hits my senses like a ton of bricks. I
snatch up the envelope, ripping it open and eagerly extracting its contents. Excitement and relief when
I recognize Bastien’s handwriting, but as I begin to read confusion and overwhelming hurt take over.
Selene,
You will be disappointed to learn that your assassins failed. I am alive and well, and I know what you‘ve
done.
Consider this the beginning of the end. Your efforts have truly been impressive, but now that I know the
truth, I will not rest until you are behind bars. You will pay for your crimes, and no amount of pleading or
lies will save you now.
I am writing you today for two reasons, first to inform you that I am having our marriage annulled as
soon as possible, and I will be formally rejecting you as soon as the papers are filed. Don’t bother
refusing to sign them, your consent is not required under these circumstances. I also n on publically
disowning your child – she may be innocent in this,
but I refuse to acknowledge Frederic’s bastard as my own.
Second, you and Frederic would be wise to give up your schemes and leave Elysium immediately. I will
not let you go if you do, you will be hunted to the ends of the earth – but every day I fail to catch you, is
another day you get to live. I feel I owe you at least that much, if you are in fact my mate.
Either way, you may consider this your formal notice: I aming for you both, and when I find you all
hell will reign down. What you have done is unforgivable, and no bond on earth could ever save you
from being held ountable.
Your days are numbered.
Bastien
Beneath the letter is a stack of legal documents, pages and pages of forms exining in very fancy
language that our marriage was being annulled on the grounds of gross deceit and criminal deception. I
flip through them in stunned silence, barely able toprehend what I’m seeing. Luna is howling in my
chest, but I’m still just trying to make sense of Bastien’s bizarre letter.
“Selene, what’s wrong?” Odette asks, crossing the living room to stand in front of me.
“It’s Bastien.” I say, my voice like gravel. This gets everyone’s attention. Suddenly Drake, Sophie and
the betas are all gathered around me, and I’m infinitely d L is napping. “He’s alive.” I announce, to
their immense relief. “And he’s rejecting me… again.