Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 38

Chapter 38 Marriage Proposal

Odette’s POV

“I swear to the Goddess.” Donavon crumples the magazine in his hand, lobbing it at the wall, “Where do they get this shit?”

The shiny pages slacken as it falls, brightly colored tabloid headlines peeking out of the wrinkled ball of paper, “Alpha’s secret love child.”

Unfortunately I have an idea where these rumors are coming from. I’ve seen the way Arabella looks at my son, and I can’t stop hearing Selene’s last words to me: She really hates me. She’s attempted worse. Half an hour later my daughter-in law was dead, then Arabella was miraculously found unharmed a few days later – with an iron-clad alibi for her whereabouts at the time of the

fire

Even so, those are not the kinds of accusations one makes without evidence, and a few words from Selene in the height of a very stressful moment isn’t reliable intelligence. I could have completely misinterpreted her meaning. “Does Bastien know?” i query. gesturing to the tabloid.

“He hasn’t left his rooms since the fire.” Donavon reminds me, shaking his head. And he’s not speaking to anyone.”

I understand better than anyone. The only reason I can get myself out of bed in the morning is because Bastien needs me so badly. I’ve been letting him mourn while I run the pack, not that anyone knows what’s happening behind the scenes. However the situation in Elysium is deteriorating without his leadership, and the rumor mill is out of control.

What’s more, I’m deeply afraid that Bastien cannot go on like this much longer. Young as he is, losing a mate can kill a wolf of any age, and as much as I want to give him time to heal, I can’t risk letting him grieve himself to death.

“That’s not all, ma’am.” Donavon says, pulling my attention from the magazine. “We also received a letter from the Elder Council. They want Bastien to increase the frequency of his security reports.”

“They’ve been weekly since Gabriel’s murder.” I scoff, “What do they want, a daily update?”

The Beta purses his lips and raises his eyebrows, confirming my guess.

“That’s ridiculous.” I snap, “They’ve never had that kind of oversight before.”

Donavon complains, “frankly

“he’s got to come back to work, we cannot cave to this sort

man grimaces, “be careful,

mother, he can huff and puff all he wants, but he

“He’s an Alpha who lost his mate. Pushing him is

not the only alpha who’s lost his mate, Donavon. And I’ve had more time to

air is perfumed with an unsavory blend of hard liquor, dirty laundry, spoiled food and

on my way through the space, but I maintain my focus

limp hand, and the table in front of him is scattered with beer cans.

hand closes around my wrist before I can touch him. His powerful fingers dig into my skin, and my attention leaps to his face. His

him softly.

his

and

and rubs his

my son, need to take a shower. And then we need to

wanted to escape a bath,

my foot down. “You

trying not to judge the mess.

wet-haired and smelling of soap, the space almost looks inhabitable again. He sits down at his kitchen island, watching me

has to.” I murmur, holding out the sponge in his direction. “Of course, it would be better

know it feels pointless, and silly and tedious, but you just have to force yourself to go through the motions for a little while. Eventually, you’ll be able

claim. We never had any happy years, we didn’t get to build a life together.” He drops the spunge and closes his fists around the edge of the counter, “1

isn’t true, Bastien.” I argue

kidnapping, put her under house arrest and forced her to run into

much restraint do I stop myself from reaching for him. “Darling,

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