Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152 – Best to Trust a Witch

Selene

“You can’t be serious.” I drawl, crossing my arms over my chest and glaring at Drake.

“What?” He counters in exasperation, “She’s a powerful witch, why wouldn’t you seek her help?”

“Because she’ll never work with me without knowing the source of my power.” | exclaim.

After the almost kidnapping at the zoo, the Beta’s placed Lila and I on lockdown, while Drake holed Sophie up in his rooms and presumably showed her how grateful he is that she’s safe. Every time I’ve seen either of them since, they’ve been wearing dopey lovesick smiles and Sophie’s been wearing long sleeves and long pants that tell me she’s trying to hide more than a few hickeys and lovebites.

On the other hand the betas were true to their promise and immediately began searching for a teacher to help me with my powers. After everything calmed down, we learned they got a last minute tipoff from one of the original kidnappers who got fired a few hours before the job began and wanted revenge against his former colleagues. So in all likelihood, the guys would have arrived in time to rescue us, but thankfully they recognized the value of training me anyway.

Now Drake has located a revered witch in the oldest part of the city, but he brought me to meet her without first finding out whether she’s even willing to take on a student.

Simply tell her you’re a Volana, she doesn’t have to know you hold the key to eternal life in your veins.” He states matter-of-factly.

* Could we please not advertise that!” | exclaim, encouraging him to lower his voice.

“Oh come on, no one’s listening.” He assures me, “now stop being silly, and go introduce yourself.”

Grumbling under my breath, I cross the distance to the stately townhouse and prepare to knock on the door. I turn back to look at Drake one last time before raising my hand, receiving an encouraging nod in reply. However before I can actually knock the door swings open, revealing an elegant woman with coils of shiny silver hair piled atop her head and loose flowing clothes. She blinks when she sees me, “well I have to say you’ve surprised me. I was expecting a new student, but I never imagined it would be the Alpha’s mate.”

I glance hesitantly at Drake again, “You knew I was coming?”

“I’m a witch darling, that is why you’re here, isn’t it?” She questions, stepping to the side and sweeping her arm wide to welcome me into her home.

“Well yes, but…* I don’t know how to explain.

“You’ve never met a real witch have you, little mother?” She surmises, nodding at Drake so he’ll join us in the house.

“No.” I admit, “and I’m not one myself.”

*Well that’s obvious enough dear.” She remarks with a rueful smile. “You’re not my first student to come from another walk of life.” She’s circling me now, studying me closely and even poking at my arms, shoulders and hip experimentally. I don’t have the first clue what she’s doing, but she stops in front of my after three slow circuits, staring at me curiously. “Though I suspect you will be my last.”

“Last student, or last one who isn’t a witch?” Drake clarifies uneasily.

“Last student.” She replies unemotionally, hopping ahead to the next subject as if she hasn’t just made a thoroughly ominous remark about her own fate. “I’ve seen magic like yours before, but never this strong.”

Wrapping my arms around myself protectively I ask, “Can you help me learn to wield it?”

“I would not have been home for your visit today if I did not intend on teaching you, silly girl.” She chuckles, gazing at my two-tone eyes and making me feel as if she can see right through me. “My grandmother told me stories about Volana wolves when I was a girl, though even she did not know the secrets of your blood. I see now we’ve been underestimating your kind’s true power.”

“How do you see that?” I question, more curious than unsettled.

The woman laughs again. “I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, you shifters are never taught how to truly look at the world. There is so much you do not see, simply because you do not open your eyes.”

I don’t really understand what she’s talking about, and I can see that Drake doesn’t either. Shaking off some of my nerves, I extend my hand to her, “I’m Selene, by the way.” I offer inanely, quickly amending myself. “I mean, I know you recognize me, but we haven’t truly been introduced.”

“Helene.” She introduces herself, but instead of shaking my hand she uses it to pull me forward. When she was young I imagine she must have been much taller than me. She still has a few inches on me, but her spine is bent and curved with age. She turns my chin right and left

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