Pregnant And Rejected By My Alpha Mate By Caroline Above Chapter 196
Chapter 196I immediately take a step towards Selene, but isezily waves his hand and a line of
sentries crosses the floor be tween us, forming a human barricade between myself and my mate. Now
Selene, Helene and James arepletely encir cled by guards, but my beautiful little wolf looks as
deter mined as ever. If I so chose, I could barrel through the shifters dividing us with little issue, but I‘m
sure that‘s exactly what ise wants. He wants to distract me, he wants to use Selene against me.
Unable to help myself, my eyes drop to my mate‘s belly. She‘s put on at least five pounds since I saw
herst, and her dress is now ballooned outward by a healthy baby bump. Twins, I think again, in awe
of how much my wife has been through thesest few weeks, and amazed by the miracle she‘ s
embodying.
When our eyes meet, I can see her determination so clear ly it‘s staggering. Nothing I say now is going
to convince her to leave, even if it means she‘s in for the spanking of a lifetime when this is all over –
which I can say with good authority, she “What? No Reunion?” ise jeers, “or are you too disgust ed
knowing she‘s been sucking my cock every night to go near her?”
Selene rolls her eyes. I know because I‘m still watching her, trusting Matthew and Grayson to warn me
if ise or his men make a move. “You idiot.” She snipes, raising her voice so the Alpha will hear her
at the other end of the hall. “I haven‘tid a hand on you.”
“Selene, don‘t.” I warn, I don‘t want her giving up her ?e crets in case this all goes wrong.
“You don‘t get to rewrite history just because your mate is here now, my pet.” ise croons, still talking
to her in that same besotted voice he used the first time he saw her, despite how crude he is about her
when speaking to me.
“It‘s okay, Bastien.” Selene assures me, my name like mu sic on her lips, “We‘re going to get through
this.”
“I‘d like to see you try.” ise counters coolly.
Toote I realize that Selene was willing to spill the beans about her hypnosis, because she and
Helene are about to show their true colors anyway. Both women raise their hands to conjure their
magic, and I finally understand their n. They might be able to keep the guards at bay long enough to
let Matthew, Grayson and I defeat ise, assuming his own spellcaster doesn‘te along to thwart
them again.
“Tsk, tsk tsk.” ise scolds, ncing at one of the sen tries on his left, “Go get higgins.”
I can‘t say for sure, but if I had to guess ise has just sent for his own witch, which means we have
act now. “Se lene?” I call over my shoulder.
“I‘m not leaving, Bastien.” She tells me stubbornly.
“I know, baby.” I assure her, “just do your worst.”
“dly.” I can hear the smile in her voice, and momentster I see a thick ck fog encroaching
around us, blinding all the guards against the walls and leaving only the dozen men directly in front of
ise in full view. I‘m not sure what magic Helene might be wielding since Selene‘s has surround ed us
in darkness, but when Matthew, Grayson and I step for ward, the guards still visible don‘t move an inch.
“What are you doing?” ise demands of his men. “Kill them!”
The three of us rush forward, lunging for the stationary guards and ripping their bodies off the floor one
by one. We throw them aside as if they weigh nothing, and then the three of us are bearing down on
ise, who finally rises to his feet. “Fine,” He grumbles, finally seeming to see the sense of one on one
combat now that he‘s outnumbered, “We‘ll do this the old–fashioned way. So who‘s first?”
“Why should we give you that honor when you offered us no such thing?” Grayson growls fiercely.
Looking at something over our shoulders, ise‘s face splits into a terrible grin. “Because the odds just
turned against you.
For a long time I never got the chance to see Helene‘s magic. She was so focused on training me that
every time I asked about her own powers, she simply scolded me for tak ing my mind off our mission. It
wasn‘t until we came to tar tarus that she finally showed me what she was capable of – beyond
knowing the unknowable that is.
Together we actually make quite the pair, I can blind men while she can paralyze them, and I can‘t think
of a better use of ourbined talents in this moment. I know Bastien can defeat ise if he‘s able to
actually get near him. The trick is making the Calypso Alpha y fair.
I‘ve been training myself not to get my hopes up these
past few weeks, but when we first unleash ourbined powers on the shifters in the room, I can‘t
help but feel a surge of excitement. This can work, we can do this! I think, pouring all my belief into my
mate.
I should have known better. I should have learned my les son after a lifetime of crushed dreams. When
ise first called for his spellcaster | was simply eager to get a second chance against the man, but as
soon as he arrives the tide turns against us. The men Helene froze in ce simultaneous ly broke out
of their spell, and my veil of shadows begins to swirl as he sends gusts of wind through the room.
All at once the three wolves stalking ise on his throne‘s raised dais are forced to fall back and fight
the army closing in on them, shifting into their wolf forms and fearlessly facing down their attackers.
ise‘s sentries are relentless, one man after another charging the trio of rebels.
“Where are the others?” | ask Helene and my father anx iously, “I thought you said there were more
rebels.”
“They‘re attempting to seize the pce so that even if we fail here, ise won‘t be able to hold onto his
power.” My fa ther exins in between incapacitating guards.
“We need help.” | state nervously, “there are too many of them.”
“Have faith, little mother.” Helene tells me, repeating the same words which have tormented me
throughout my impris onment.
“Faith can‘t win wars.” | mutter, watching as Bastien‘s huge ck wolf rips the shifter surging around
him limb from limb with brutal efficiency. Looking beyond them, I see ise standing before his throne,
looking down on the chaos with a triumphant glint in his eyes.
Suddenly I remember Helene‘s words when I was first learning to harness the shadows, about the
fears utter dark ness brings out in all of us, and the many skeletons ise has in his closet. Redirecting
my obsidian fog for the Calypso Al pha, I swirl the ck mist around ise, blocking out all his
surroundings.
Helene is busy trying to counter his spellcaster, but my own vindictive fury eggs me on, pulling ghosts
and monsters straight out of ise‘s nightmares and manifesting them in the ck veil surrounding
him. I can hear his cruelughter fade to a nervous grunt, and then his howl pulls all the atten tion in
the room.
Bathed in shadows, the Calypso Alpha is quickly fraying at the edges, his worst fears and darkest
secrets pummeling him in a relentless assault. I can feel his spellcaster‘s eyes on me, contemting
some way to stop me, but I think the man is afraid of harming me and infuriating ise.
N?velDrama.Org content.
That‘s right. I think maliciously. You just stand there and watch while your master unravels.
All of my attention is focused on maintaining the shadows around ise, and I can almost see his
iling limbs through the imprable fog. Helene and James are urging me on, but their voices sound
distant to my ears. I‘m so intent on tor turing the horrible man, that I don‘t notice the scene around my
shift, until Helene tumbles to the ground at my feet.
Her cheeknds on my foot, and my concentration breaks as I look down at her in shock. Toote I
realize ise‘s sor
cerer must have found a loophole to attacking me – by at tacking my mentor. I have no idea what he‘s
done, but one thing is painfully clear as I stare down at Helene.
Her eyes are wide and vacant, her chest has ceased mov ing with her breath, and she‘s so still I might
think she was paralyzed – were it not for the fact that her heart has ceased beating. Horror fills me as
reality sets in, and I realize I was so distracted and consumed by my desire to punish ise, that
Helene was attacked mere inches away, and I didn‘t even no tice.
After a hundred and fifty years of surviving no matter what, my wonderful mentor has been vanquished
– and by a tyrant‘s crony no less. Helene is dead – and it‘s all my fault.
Helene always said I would be herst student. I didn‘t re alize she was speaking so literally when she
said it though. I wonder if she knew from the very beginning, from the first day we met, that I would be
the end of her.
My dazed mind struggles toe to terms with the fact that two people have died for me in under half
an hour, and even though I feel so stunned I think I must be dreaming, guilt is already washing over me
in a tidal wave of shame and re gret.
Dropping to my knees, I roll Helene onto her back, shak ing her gently and calling her name even
though I know she can‘t hear me, “Helene!” | cry, “Helene, get up!”
My father is bending over me, hisrge, warm hands on my shoulders. “She‘s gone Selene.” He
murmurs, “She‘s gone, you can‘t help her now.”
“No!” I insist tearfully, “she‘s lived forever, she‘s got more power in her little finger than I do in my whole
body, she has to be faking, this has to be some kind of spell.”
“Sweetheart, you have to focus.” My father coaches, “ise still lives and your mate still fights. It‘s over
for Helene but it doesn‘t have to be over for you.”
Little by little his words seep into my brain, and I‘m finally able to look up at the scene around me.
Bastien, Grayson and Matthew are still fighting tooth and nail, but ise and his spellcaster are
standing side by side, looking only too pleased with themselves. “This is what defiance gets you, my
beauty.” ise informs me. “Now be a good girl ande to me be fore anyone else gets hurt.“