Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 36

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Bastien’s POV

Axel hasn’t made a sound in days. Though he was all but feral from the moment I answered Danver’s phone call to the second Dr Kane uncovered Selene’s body in the morgue, he hasn’t moved a muscle since. I’ve found myself reaching out to him on the hour,

extending my internal feelers toward his shape just to make sure he’s still there.

More than anything else, his absence tells me that this nightmare l’ve been living is unfortunately very real. Selene – my sweet, perfect little wolf – is dead.

She ran from my home believing I thought her guilty of a terrible crime. She fled my protection because I made her think it was persecution, and died alone and afraid.

My father’s death nearly destroyed me, but my mate’s has annihilated me completely. Everything that used to matter to me, has ceased to be important. Suddenly I don’t care if I’m the Alpha; I don’t care if the pack falls to ruin; I don’t care if Arabella is found; 1 don’t even care if I live.

I do not recognize myself, and I don’t feel the need to find the man I once was, nor create a path forward for the wretch I’ve become.

At first I took to the forest, but when I discovered that I could not shift, I returned to the pack house, and locked myself in my rooms. My mother, Aiden and Donovan have all tried to persuade me to return to the land of the living, but I have no interest in being there without Selene,

Even now, when Aiden is outside my door with news that might have sent me running last week, I want nothing more than to disappear.

“The enforcers think they’ve found Arabella.” He calls through the heavy wood panel.

“Fine.” I respond blankly, refusing to pull my attention from the picture frame clutched in my hand. “Go get her.”

“Not without you.” Aiden huffs out a frustrated breath. “We need you to lead us.”

“You don’t.” I counter, tracing Selene’s shape in our wedding photo. “Just bring her home.”

your duty. You made a vow to Flynn and your father to

my anguish and fury in their direction.

Aiden chastises. “You‘d never forgive yourself if something went wrong

wishing I could pull my mate out of

for intel.” Donavon finally proffers. “If we

words rouse a prickle of interest in the far reaches of my mind, even as I brush them aside.

reminds, “I doubt they planned on letting her live. We just beat them to the

one hand through my hair. “What

Donavon announces assuredly. “We’ve already got eyes on

huddle around Arabella, wrapping her in emergency blankets and patting her back while she cries. Her nose

splotchy, her flushed skin wet with tears and her willowy frame shaking

burly shoulders. “He said he said he was going to

park bench. “Can you tell us anything about the man responsible? What he looked

more concerned, indeed, under any other circumstances I would be absolutely horrified by my apparent apathy when someone I care about

of Arabella, I’ve known for a long time that those feelings come down to my love for Flynn, rather than any true affinity

death. It isn’t fair in any way shape or form. She didn’t ask to be kidnapped, but if I hadn’t been off looking for her, I would have been there when Selene needed me. She and Mom never would have gone to the

was all for nothing. The real danger was right under my nose the whole time. I never saw it coming, and my

trembling pout. “He said you don’t deserve to be Alpha. He

Selene’s POV

in golden warmth. My senses gradually return, filling in the world around me with crisp air, damp earth, and the familiar smells of moss

mountains appear when I finally open my eyes, the cold ground beneath my cheek littered with fallen leaves and sprawling tangles of knobby roots. A fluttering breeze carries birdsong to my

so

otherworld should take the shape of those beloved stomping grounds; that my afterlife should be spent in

stretch my aching limbs iņ confusion, a new thought plaguing my bewildered psyche. If this is the otherworld, why

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