Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 – Selene Finds… #Chapter 172 – Salene Finds Her Confidence

Selene

“Selene they’re almost on us!” Helene whispers urgently.

Staring at my mate, it’s easier to summon the shadows than ever. While he watches, still looking deeply confused as Arabella begs him to reject me, I wrap the darkness around the mouth of the alley. I can hear the sentries on the other side of the dark veil, but they cannot see us through the impenetrable fog.

“Who goes there?” One shouts, hesitantly reaching into the darkness. I extend the shadows toward him in reply, inky tendrils reaching out for his body like a predator. Both men leap back with little yelps. “What the hell is this?”

‘It’s got to be some kind of magic.” The other replies, “call it in.”

“We need to get out of here.” Helene urges me, tugging at my arm as I continue to wait for Bastien to decide whether or not to reject me. Luna won’t let me move until we know our fate, even if the outcome is too painful to contemplate.

Arabella, staring at the shimmering void I’ve conjured in abject horror, seems to feel the opposite. Losing her patience, she grabs Bastien and pulls him towards the opposite end of the alley, disappearing around the corner a moment later.

Their sudden departure jolts me out of my reverie, and I run after them, however by the time I reach the end of the narrow corridor and exit onto the street, Bastien and Arabella are long gone. Helene appears at my elbow a moment later, glancing over her shoulder to make sure the guards are still held captive by the shadows.

“How will we find him again?” I murmur, scanning the deserted block for the dozenth time, just in case I somehow missed

them.

“The same way you did tonight.” She replies, guiding me away

When we get back to our hotel, the staff hurried us inside with hushed voices, “What are you doing? Don’t you know the law? You can’t be out after nine o’clock. If the night guards catch you, you’ll be arrested!”

“I’m so sorry.” I say, wide eyed. “We didn’t know.” “I don’t understand.” Helene frowns, “why is there a curfew?” “Because the alpha decrees it.” The concierge answers simply.

Helene gives me a little nudge, and I reflexively jolt, looking down at her in bafflement. She tilts her head towards the man and darts her eyes in his direction, clearly encouraging me to press harder. Realizing she must want me to use my power to try and get more information out of him, I adopt the zen headspace I’ve been practicing my hypnosis with. Staring deep into his eyes, 1 ask, “I don’t understand, does that mean the people here can never shift beneath the moon?”

The man seems unaffected by my attempt, and I realize Helene’s drops must have stolen this particular ability when they changed the color of my eyes – after all Odette’s book described it as hypnotizing people with my eyes, not some innate power. That’s right.” He says shortly.

Coming to the same conclusion I did, Helene nods and thanks the man, before leading the way to our room. Once inside, she grumbles, “there’s something seriously wrong with this place. Can you imagine never going on another night run?”

“Yes, but then I never shifter until I was twenty four.” I remind her. Still, I know what she means. We can shift at any time of course, but it’s different when you can feel the Goddess’s light shining over you. The magic we all possess feels stronger, and the darkness frees us to let our animal side truly take over. “I wonder…” I mutter dragging my hand through the long tresses of my hair, “do you think it makes wolves weaker? If they’re away from the moonlight for a very long time?”

“That’s entirely possible.” Helene agrees, “But it could just as easily be about control for the sake of control. Blaise might not have a real reason for doing it other than to restrict people’s lives further.”

“I swear the more I learn about that man, the more I want to kill him.” I growl, surprising myself. I don’t think of myself as a violent person and I can’t ever remember wanting to physically harm anyone – other than in self defense. But tonight my desire to

attack Arabella was so strong it nearly won over, and I could happily attack the Calypso Alpha now.

“That’s your wolf talking sweetheart.” Helene smiles, “When she came back she didn’t just wake your powers, but your predatory instincts too.”

‘We‘re all capable of harm, Selene. My mentor declares, “it just takes more of a push for some people than others.”

I can’t bring myself to voice how deeply this cut me. I know it isn’t his fault and that Arabella has done this to him, but it hurts to think he could forget me, no matter her schemes. Logically I understand it’s silly to expect such a thing, after all, Bastien is just a man – albeit a very formidable one. He’s not a superhero and he’s not immune to magic, but my heart doesn’t understand logic. The idea that my mate could ever turn against me makes it want to split in two.

“Sometimes you‘ve got to fight fire with fire, darling.” Helene reasons. “Don’t think of it as manipulation, this of it as using your wiles to remind him of the truth.”