Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 173
173 – Let the fun begin
Bastien “Arabe what was all that?” I demand as soon as the apartment door is closed behind us. The
blonde stares at me in innocent confusion. “What do you mean?”
“All those things Selene said, about Frederic being exiled and her being hospitalized – about me still
having my memory after the assassination attempt?” I’ve been reying the conversation over and
over in my head, every confusing detail sticking in my mind, and new baffling details reappearing every
minute.
Why didn’t Selene hide the fact that she had powers? Why did she have a teacher with her and talk
about them like she was just beginning to learn? Why was she asking me toe home when my
absence could only help her scheme? More striking than anything else, was how sincere she’d
seemed, from the way she clung to me when we first saw each other, to the moment we parted. If it
truly was an act, she was the best actress in the world.
“Bastien, this is what she does!” Arabe groans, “I can already see you doubting yourself. She’s the
most talented gaslighter I’ve ever met. She twists facts and bends the truth and is so convincing that
she can convince people they‘re wrong about what they know in their hearts. You can’t be fooled by her
sweet, innocent act.” She insists, frowning. “I don’t know what news she was talking about, but if
Frederic has been exiled, I guarantee you it was Selene’s doing – so that she wouldn’t have to share
her power with him. Now that she’s gotten a taste she probably wants to run the pack on her own.”
“A female Alpha?” | question. It’s not unheard of, but if she aplished such a thing she’d been the
first in generations.
“She’s certainly powerful enough.” Arabe shrugs.
My head aches trying to unravel this logic. Selene couldn’t both pretend to be innocent and harmless,
and im to be powerful anough to lead a pack like the Novas.
Selene’sst question rang in my head like a relentless warning bell, is the person trying to deceive you
the one asking you to face reality head on, or is it the one who wants you to stay here with your head in
the sand? “Why are you so determined that we don’t return to Elysium yet?” I ask
“Because of her!” Arabe bursts out, her voice thick with emotion. “I was afraid this would happen, I
was afraid that if we went back everything would go back to the way it was before. That you’d fall for
her tricks and go back to hating me. That’s why I wanted to get married first, so that at least then I’d
have a little bit of security.” She sniffles, her eyes shining with tears, “I can’t lost you again, Bastien!”
She throws herself into my arms, and I catch her reflexively, rubbing her back and trying to calm her
down. Yet even as Ifort Arabe, doubt writhes in my chest. She is behaving so differently from
how I’ve ever seen her act in the past, and Selene seemed exactly like the woman from my dreams –
older, stronger and much healthier, but every bit as sweet. She felt so right in my arms and everything
she said made so much sense. I’ve never lost a fight in my life, I haven’t gotten sick since I was a child,
and I can’t imagine leaving my pack at such a stressful time.
After a moment, she pulls back and wipes her tears away. “I’m sorry,” She whimpers, “I’m being such a
baby. Why don’t make us some tea? It’s been such a terrible evening.”
“Okay.” I mutter, not really processing her words.
pace as Arabe tters around the kitchen, trying to sort out the tangled information in my brain. A
momentter she reappears and offers me a cup, still steaming and blissfully aromatic. I take a few
sips and feel the tension seep out of me almost instantly.
As I rx, I seem to even forget why I was so worried in the first ce. In fact, now that I think about it,
what was I thinking about a moment ago? Why was I so agitated when everything seems fine? Arabe
and I are at home in her apartment, safe and sound.
Axel, do you remember? I ask my wolf. It takes a moment, but then his familiar voice sounds in my ear.
Selene. He rumbles simply.
Of course. Why else would I be so anxious but for the woman who is currently destroying my reputation
and my pack? Shaking off my unease, I remind myself that Arabe and I will be home soon enough.
I’ll deal with Solene once and for all – and then Arabe and I can finally begin our life together.
Selene “Helene, this is not fun!” I shout, struggling to maintain my focus.
It’s our second night in Tartarus, and we’ve returned to the park to practice my moonlight magic once
more, but tonight feels very different from yesterday. Instead of the gradual harnessing I achieved to
lead me towards Bastien – and apparently call him to me – today the power floods over me like a tidal
wave. At first I merely noticed a soft glow at my fingertips, but before long my entire body was lit up like
some strange new species of bioluminescent wolf, and my feet left the ground. Now I hang in the air,
white light pouring out of me as I struggle to regain control.
“Just focus.” Helene calls from below me. “If you don’t get yourself down from there you’re going to call
every guard for a mile around, and then where will we be?”
“Is that your way of encouraging me?” I demand hotly, waving my arms uselessly around me. “No more
kid gloves little mother.” She grins, “nothing motivates like a healthy dose of fear.” “I’d like to give you a
healthy dose of your own damned medicine.” I mutter under my breath.
“I heard that!” Helene chuckles, not sounding the least bit bothered.
Okay, I think, shaking off my nerves. Just focus. Use the power to get your feet back on the ground. If
your feet are on the ground, you can find Bastien. You can’t find him if you’re floating here like a canine
balloon.
Slowly, I feel the air shift around me, and the harder I concentrate, the softer the breeze bes.
Before long I feel my feet reconnecting with the ground, and triumph rushes through my veins.
“Good Selene,” Helene praises. “Very good, now turn off the glowing, firefly.”
I imagine pulling all the light emanating from my body within, again reminding myself that the sooner all
this is sorted out, the sooner I can find my mate. Every muscle in my body goes taut with the effort, but
when I peek my eyes open nothing has changed. I’m still lit up like a marquee and the radiance doesn’t
even seem to be softer than it was a moment ago.
“It isn’t working.” I tell Helene.
She shakes her head with a wry smile, “Such a pup. No patience whatsoever.”
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“Hey!” I object, ring at her. In the pearly light she looks years younger, and I realize what a beautiful
woman she must have been in her prime. Still, her words grate at my temper. “I’m a grown woman and
a mother – forgive me if my family and my pack being on the line makes me a bit anxious.”
“And a moody pup too.” She teases, patting my pregnant belly. “Just keep trying, don’t let failure bog
you down.”
At the word “failure” I feel something burst inside my chest, and all at once the light is sucked inside my
body. I almost imagine that I hear a pop, and when I look down, I see only a gentle white luminance on
my skin. Despite my pleasure at seeding, I level my mentor with a glower. “You know I really don’t
like you sometimes.”
“Tut tut.” She brushed off my words as I knew she would, ‘no one likes being pushed, but look where it
gets you.” She lectures, gesturing at me. “Truly – if you could bottle that you’d make a million on the
beauty market. As if you weren’t pretty enough already.”
“But what can I do with it?” I ask, studying the moon-kissed skin of my arms.
“Find your mate.’ Helene instrusts. “But this time don’t draw yourself a map or pull him to you, just
locate him. Reach out with your mind and let the moon guide you.”
Closing my eyes and thinking hard, I try to envision the strange city where we’vended and fill my
senses with all that is Bastien: his scent, his handsome features, the feeling of his body against mine.
Little by little my mind closes in on my target, and before long I’m lighting up – not with the moon, but a
smile
“I know where he is.”