Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate novel Chapter 147

#Chapter 147 – Aiden and Donovan Catch a Prize

“Odile was spotted again.” Donavon informs me urgently. “In Newtown.”

“When?” I reply, alight with excitement.

“Just now.” He shoots me a predatory grin, and I know we’re already on the same page.

“We need to move now, before it’s too late.” I announce.

“I’m already on it.” He assures me. “Every enforcer we have is currently deploying, we’ll have the entire neighborhood on lockdown within half an hour.”

Donavon is as good as his word. In no time at all, Newtown is crawling with enforcers and sentries, all concentrating around a single focal point: Paws and Claws, Elysium’s most exclusive nail salon. As betas, we stand at the center of the law enforcement melee, frantically going over every last detail of the raid.

We‘ve yet to notify anyone but Drake, defaulting to the strongest wolf in the area amidst this unusual power vacuum. Though we won’t admit it to Selene, it worries us to no end that Bastien hasn’t been in touch. It’s less about his own wellbeing, than it is Selene and Lila’s. If he were on his own, he might stay out of contact for an extended period of time, but he would never go this long without checking in on his mate and pup.

“What kind of she-wolf turns up in a city where she’s exiled, and goes to a nail salon?” I question.

“The kind who believes she holds the world on a string.” Donavon answers.

We‘ve confirmed beyond a shadow of a doubt that she’s still inside the salon, and we have every entrance and exit thoroughly blocked, *1 want her brought in alive.” Donovan growls.

“Everyone just keep your head down until we give the mark.” I advise, “As long as everyone plays their part, this should be an easy catch.”

As we watch, three female enforcers enter the salon arm in arm, pretending to be friends on a girl’s day out. Target is in sight. One of the women reports, we got here just in time, it looks like she’s checking out.

We wait with baited breath as the enforcers circle Odile, surrounding her as more sentries filter through the salon doors, no longer concerned with remaining covert. “Odile Durand, put your hands up and turn around very slowly.” Once of the enforcers orders loudly.

The elegant she-wolf freezes in place, her body going rigid as she slowly raises her hands into the air. She turns, emitting a low growl and curling her lip in disgust. “Well, well, well.” She drawls. “Looks like Bastien isn’t completely inept after all.”

Odile

This day just gets worse and worse.

I’ve been kicking myself all the way to the enforcement headquarters. What was I thinking? I can already hear Frederic’s voice in my head, you risked our cover to get your nails done? YOUR NAILS! Of all the stupid, frivolous ideas, Mother.

If I’m being honest, I’m terrified of facing him after this. A month ago I never would have dreamed of fearing my own son, but it seems he’s finally come into his Alpha genes. He wrested control of our plans away from me just as his father would have done when he was alive, right down to his cruel methods of putting me in my place. The apple truly doesn’t fall far from the tree.

He’s going to be absolutely furious I’ve been caught. In fact, I’d much rather be here with these spineless betas than in Frederic’s clutches, at least until he’s had time to cool his temper.

Case and point: Donovan stands in front of me with a smug grin that – far from intimidating-shows he’s much too pleased with himself. “Odile, it’s been a long time.”

The two Novan alphas are standing over me, while I sit handcuffed to a stark metal table. “Donovan,” I reply coolly, “20 years later and you’ re still just an Alpha’s lackey.”

His smile widens, becoming a sharp, predatory thing. “Unlike you, I don’t believe you have to run the pack to be of value. Everyone has their role, and not everyone with strength is fit to rule.”

“Your son, for example.” Aiden interjects, “if Frederic had what it took to lead he could challenge Bastien outright. But he doesn’t, and he never will”

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“As you said.” I remind him, “leading is about more than brute strength. Do you really think it’s fair that Basiten should be in charge simply because no one else can beat him in a fight.”

“Oh, so that’s your plan.” Aiden assesses shrewdly, “terrorise everyone so they’ll support a war to take control of the continent.” The young man looks more and more disgusted with every word.”That kind of power is only good for those who stand to gain. You don’t give a damn about the people.”