Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate novel Chapter 77

#Chapter 77 Injecting

Selene’s POV

I don’t know how much time has passed since we arrived here. Without windows I have no way of deci phering whether it is day or night, and while it feels like it’s been hours, misery always makes time move more slowly

Sophie has finally stopped crying and is manically hugging her knees to her chest and rocking back and forth on the ground. I feel sorry for the poor woman, but I cannot forget that she is partially responsible for our situation. I might be more understanding if she’d only involved me, but endangering my pup was un forgivable.

Lila is sleeping comfortably in my lap, and I am trying my best to hold it together. My head is pounding with stress and dehydration, and if we were anywhere else I would be terribly embarrassed by how loudly my stomach is growling. It sounds like an angry bear out for blood, but I know I can handle it.

I’ve starved before, I can starve again. Thankfully my daughter has not had to experience that particu lar hardship – yet. I don’t think I can bear to watch her waste away as I once did, and I need to get us out of here before that happens.

Think. I hiss in my mind, there has to be a way.

Attack the bastard. Luna suggests, let me at him!

He’s too strong. I remind her, and I don’t want to risk pissing him off. He might retaliate by hurting Lila.

I stare hopelessly at the door. If it were just made of wood Luna might be able to smash through it, but Martin was clearly prepared for a hostage situation. Iron bars have been installed in front of the standard oak panel, and we don’t have any tools to try and pick the lock.

I don’t know what to do, and I hate feeling so helpless with my pup’s life at stake. We’ll find a way out of this. Luna declares, we always figure something out.

• I know she’s trying to be positive, but the fact remains that Luna wasn’t around for the most difficult trials of my life. I haven’t survived through skill or intelligence; I haven’t solved my own problems.

I escaped Garrick out of luck. Bastien saved me from homelessness and starvation. Drake saved me from drowning and being assaulted. Someone I have never been able to identify rescued me from the fire, and kind strangers helped me make it to Eros territory when I woke up. I can’t even take credit for building my life in Asphodel – it was handed to me.

I might feel more confident and sure of myself now that I’m older – now that I’m a mother – but the truth is that I owe my survival to other people and accidents of fate. If I’d been left to my own devices | would have died a long time ago, and I’m terrified that my string of luck has finally run out. I will never for give myself if anything happens to Lila because I never learned to fend for myself.

My throat itches with emotion, and I try to force the feelings away. I can’t fall apart. If I start crying then I’ll be no more use than Sophie.

I’m only just getting myself back under control when a loud clanking fills the air. Martin appears as the basement door swings open, followed by the thick black bars. He’s wearing his familiar smirk, dragging scornful eyes over his struggling sister and then closing in on me and Lila.

My pulse races as he comes down the stairs, a thousand possibilities racing through my mind for what might happen next. He’s got something in his hand, and as he draws closer I realize it’s a syringe.

Oh Goddess, I think, that can’t be good.

Are you sure you don’t want me to attack him? Luna questions.

He’s walking straight towards me, and I turn into the wall, placing my body between Lila and Martin. “Stay away from me.” I snarl, letting my fangs extend.

“You don’t tell me what to do.” Martin glares. “And unless you want me to hurt your brat, you’ll shut up and submit.”

“Submit to what?” I demand, nodding toward the syringe. “What is that?”

“Just a little something to help you relax.” He states icily.

“Martin-“Sophie squeaks, not seeming to know what she wishes to say.

… “Shut you goddess-damned mouth.” Martin thunders, his temper detonating from a single word.

He begins moving towards me again, and I shake my head frantically, “No!” | exclaim, “You’re not putting that in me!” Luna is right at the surface of my skin, but I don’t know how to shift and keep hold of Lila at the same time.

Martin lashes out and wraps his fist in my hair, using it to pull me from the ground even as I struggle and fight, trying as hard as I can to keep my pup away from this monster. I’m snapping and snarling, thrashing with all my might – but it’s no use. The needle stabs into my neck with a vicious sting, and burn ing liquid shoots into my nervous system.