Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 195
Chepler 195. Battle
Looking around in a panic, I demand, “where? Where has he gone?”
“His orders were for me to get you out, Selene.” Helene in forms me, not sounding as if she’s
particrly interested in actually following them. “Then again, you are a headstrong young woman, and
I’m just an old woman. It would be only too easy for you to overpower me and go after them.”
“Them?” I repeat, “he’s not alone?”
“No.” A deep voice sounds behind me, the man who had been standing with Helene before going to
dispatch the guards. “His with the rebel leaders, Matthew and Grayson.”
Turning around, I study the strange man closely. I’m sure I’ ve never seen him before, but he seems
oddly familiar. He’s got to be close to sixty years old, with gray streaked hair and the gaunt form of a
man who’s known true deprivation. My wolf is already wondering if he might be my father, but the look
on his face confirms it. He’s looking at me as if he’s see ing a ghost, his eyes shining with unshed
tears. “Hello Selene.” He greets me warmly.
“Are you…?” | stammer, too afraid to speak the words in case they aren’t true.
“You look just like your mother.” He tells me thickly. “I nev er dreamed I’d actually get to meet you.”
“Selene, this is James.” Helene interjects, making introduc tions when she realizes we’re both too
emotional to get the words out. “Your father.”
I’m already so emotional between escaping, seeing Fred eric die and finding out Bastien has gone to
face ise, that I
instantly burst into tears. “I thought you were dead.” I tell him, hesitantly reaching towards him.
He pulls me into his arms without a second thought, and I can feel his bones protruding terribly. “You’ve
been ise’s prisoner all this time?” I ask through my tears. He nods, hold ing me so gingerly I wonder
if he thinks I’ll break. Squeezing him more tightly, I encourage him not to be shy, unable to truly
processing that I’m hugging my father for the first time in my life. “I’m so sorry.” I sniffle, “Mom didn’t
know, I’m sure of it.”
“I know little one.” He tells me. “The truth is I’d do it all over again for you two, though it did break my
heart to hear what happened to you after she passed.”
“Nevermind that. When this is all over you cane home with us to Elysium. You can meet your
granddaughter, and see the life Mom built for us.”
“I’d like that.” He agrees, “but first we have to deal with ise.”
“Helene, where are they?” | ask, pulling away from my fa ther for the first time.
“The throne room.” My mentor answers simply, “They lured him there after the rms went off, he
might have been distracted by you running, but I suspect he’s found them by now.”
Swiping away my tears, I nod. “Let’s go.”
Bastien
We’re surrounded.
The n worked perfectly, drawing ise to his ridicu Tously overdone throne room while the other
rebels stormed the pce, and Helene, Frederic and James went to help Se lene. l’m not sure yet if
they were sessful, but I know the best way I can help my mate is to kill ise, no matter where she
is now.
“Well, well, what have we here?” ise drawls, strolling into the great hall as if he doesn’t have a care
in the world. I’m sure from his perspective he feels perfectly safe. His guards are lining the walls on all
sides, outnumbering us twenty to one. “Did you mutts not get enough time in my dungeon?” He asked,
looking between Grayson and I, then eyeing Matthew curiously. “And you must be Matthew Crenshaw.
I’ve been looking for you for quite some time.”
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“This ends now, ise.” Grayson deres, setting his shoulders. “Your time in control is over.”
“And I suppose you think you’re going to take my position from me?” ise scoffs, “You – starved,
scrawny, beaten.”
“We have an army full of challengers, ise.” Matthew an nounces, “even if you manage to defeat the
three of us, even you have to get exhausted after a while. We’ll throw chal lengers at you until you’re
defeated.”
“And I suppose you expect me to simply ept? To fight you when my security forces could easily take
you down with a snap of my fingers?” ise taunts us, gesturing to all the guards around us.
“You could – but only a coward would do such a thing. A true Alpha would defend his title in single
combat – the way it’
s always been done.” I argue.
As he survey‘s our motley crew, his eyes linger on me. “I’m no fool, Durand. These two might not have
the mettle to take me, but after what I’ve been doing with your mate thesest few weeks, I imagine
you have enough rage to do some real damage.”
I try to cool my temper. Helene exined to me that Se lene had been hypnotizing ise when he
came to her room at night, but that doesn’t change what he would have done if she hadn’t had her
powers, or the fear and pain he’d put her through during her captivity.
“I’m not such an easy mark.” I inform the wretched Alpha. “I may be angry, but you won’t distract me
from killing you.”
“You shouldn’t feel too badly,” He continues, as if I never spoke a word, “in a few months when your
brats are born they’ Il join you in the afterlife almost immediately, you won’t have to be alone on the
other side for long.”
Despite my promises not to get distracted, his words pull my attentionpletely – just not for the
reason he intended. “Brats.” I repeat dazedly, “plural?”
“Bastien,” Matthew grits out in warning, “don’t let him get to you.”
“Oh that’s right.” ise smirks, “you don’t know. You should have heard the way your poor little mate
cried when she found out she was having twins, you should have seen how sweetly she begged me to
let your son live after I kill your daughter.”
His words slowly sink into my overwhelmed brain. Twins. A boy and a girl, and he was going to kill
them both. I’m not sure if he intended to rile me up so much that I’ll lose control, but all he really
managed to do is give me more motivation than ever to wipe him off the face of the earth.
Let me out! Axel demands, ravenous for ise’s blood, let me kill him.
Not yet. I refuse, knowing we have to bide our time.
“How is this supposed to work anyway?” ise interro gates, clearly trying to stall, to divide our
alliance. “Who is go ing to lead if you can actually pull this off. Durand is a foreign er and Grayson has
been in a dark cell for a decade, but both are stronger than you, Crenshaw. You should be the rightful
leader, but you know the pack will never ept you with these two roaming about.”
“Shut up, ise.” Grayson orders, “our partnership is based on a hell of a lot more than shared goals.
We‘re not go ing to turn on each other, so you might as welle face us now and get it over with.”
“Have it your way.” ise sneers, gesturing to his guards, “Take them.”
“You fucking fraud!” Matthew explodes, “you’re really go ing to let them fight your battle for you?”
“You’d better believe it.” ise deres, settling in his throne as if he’s getting ready to take in a movie,
rather than watch a fight to the death. “I haven’t held on to my power this long by taking needless risks.
Besides, I’m betting you’re only going to be interested in fighting for a little while longer.”
“And why is that?” I hiss. “Because your mate got away from me a little while ago, and if I know her,
she’s not going to simply stand by and let you sacrifice yourself to protect her.” He proimed confi
dently.
A kernel of unease lodges in my stomach at his words. I ordered Selene’s rescue team to get her out of
the city with or without me, but what if she got away before they reached her? What if Helene and
James break their word? ise is right – Selene wille if she has the choice, the only thing that can
stop her is my teams’mitment to the n.
Then, as if she heard her name and came running, I smell Selene’s sweet scent and hear soft
footsteps approaching on the other side of the closed door. No! I think desperately, No, no no! Tell me
she isn’t.
The doors bang open behind us, and by the time I turn to look, there’s already a line of ise’s guards
circling behind Selene, James and Helene, blocking their exit. Laying eyes on my mate for the first time
in weeks is like a balm to my soul, I want to run to her and drink in every detail, but right now my
outrage is stronger, “What the hell are you doing – get out of here!”
To my great indignation, Selene digs in her little heels and tilts her chin up in defiance. “No.”