Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate novel Chapter 188

Chapter 188 – Messages Home

Selene

“What do you mean, you’re working with Frederic?” | de mand, not believing my own ears.

“He wants to help.” Helene insists, rubbing my arms in an attempt to soothe me.

“Helene, he tried to destroy our lives.” I remind her, “he let Arabella try to kill me, he murdered Gabriel and tried to assas inate Bastien, he locked his own mother in a basement and would gladly do the same to me.”

“Yes, he did.” Helene agrees, “you’re right. But he’s also in love with you.”

“Oh please,” | scoff, “He doesn’t even know the meaning of the word.”

“Which isn’t his fault.” Helene reminds me sternly, “And beggars can’t be choosers. We need all the help we can get.” She glances at the door, making me worry she senses some one coming – someone my keen ears cannot hear. “I’m not saying I trust him or think you should befriend him when this is all over,” she continues. “I’m simply arguing that right now we don’t have a lot of options, and whatever schemes he might get up to the rest of the time, he’s saved you once be fore.”

“So you’re saying we don’t have a choice.” | summarize bleakly.

“He’s the one who connected me to the rebels,” She re

minds me, “and they’re Bastien’s ticket to freedom.”

“Fine.” I agree sullenly. “But I don’t like it.”

“Your objection is noted.” Helene smiles warmly. “I need to be going soon. Is there anything you need?”

Wracking my brains, | skip past all my pleas for a rescue and hopes to be reunited with Bastien, and land on the task which can actually be accomplished in the little time we have. “Can you get a message to Drake and Aiden?” | request, “tell them what’s going on, send Lila my love.”

“Of course, darling.” Helene promises, eyeing me as I work myself up to tears thinking about my poor pup. “Don’t worry, Selene. You’ll be back home with her before you know it.”

“Yeah,” I sniffle, “whatever you say.”

Sophie

“Drake!” | cry out, clenching my fists in the sheets pooled around my body as need and frustration overwhelm me.

My mate’s head is between my legs, and mere moments ago he’d been flicking my swollen clit with his talented tongue and thrusting his skilled fingers into my clenching sheath, rubbing against my g-spot. Now, however he’s pulled back, lazily licking my sex as if he hadn’t just pulled me back from the brink of orgasm.

“Yes, my love?” He purrs, sending delicious vibrations through my intimate flesh.

vzdis “Stop teasing me!” I beg, shamelessly thrusting my hips

towards his mouth.

“Why?” He taunts, kissing the insides of my thighs and making me feel as if I’ll go mad if I don’t find release soon.

“Because, it’s mean!” | complain, “I don’t tease you this way.”

The next thing I know the big Alpha is kissing his way up my body, pausing to nibble his mark before claiming my lips in a deep kiss, “That’s because I’m in charge, little lamb. Your pleasure belongs to me.” He declares when we part, offering me a wolfish grin and kissing me again.

“But I’ve been so good!” I argue, batting my lashes. “I de serve a reward.”

“Good girls wait patiently for their rewards.” He informs me slyly, lowering his head to my breast and sucking my taut nipple into his mouth. I arch into his touch, tangling my fin gers into his dark hair in an attempt to hold him in place. It doesn’t do any good, instead he simply switches breasts, lav ing the same attention on the other and working the tender bud with his tongue.

“Please, please, please,” | chant, wishing I could squeeze my thighs together to relieve the ache at their apex, but Drake’s powerful body is trapped between them.

“I’ve got you, baby.” He croons, stroking my hip. “Just trust me.”

“Drake, please!” | exclaim again, beside myself with need now.