Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 49

Selene’s POV 

After eight years in a veritable dungeon, I thought freedom was escaping to Elysium. 

After spending three years married to a man who didn‘t love me and obligated to help lead a pack of shifters who hated me, thought freedom was finding my independence in Asphodel. 

After nearly four years of living without my wolf, I thought freedom was getting her back when I became a mother.. 

I was wrong every time. 

This is freedom. Transforming, releasing my soul and setting her loose – that is the freedom I‘ve been missing my entire life. Running on all fours through the rolling Vega hills with no map and no limitations, no hurdles to jump or weights slowing me down. it’s adrenaline like I‘ve never experienced. 

I don‘t care that I‘m not in the forest, or that it‘s broad daylight. I don‘t care that I‘m still getting used to four legs and a tail, which makes my loping strides significantly less graceful than Bastien‘s. The truth is that I don‘t have a care in the world. 

Even my concern for Lila has been dampened amidst this incredible high, partly because I now recognize the wisdom of removing her from the scene of my shift, and partly because I simply cannot bring myself to feel anything but happiness in this moment. 

Bastien runs alongside me, hanging back to keep pace with me rather than running miles ahead as he could. Luna couldn‘t be more thrilled, as far as she‘s concerned, the only thing better than being free, is being free with Bastien, 

Her response to the Alpha has been very illuminating for me. I‘m beginning to understand how the mating bond can drive shifters mad, or destroy relationships between chosen mates. If Luna had her way I would be back in Bastien‘s bed already, but fortunately for us, I have not forgotten our past. 

He can try to rewrite our story as many ways as he wishes, but the fact remains he had his chance with me, and he wasted it 

Bastien‘s POV 

stands out against the deep green hills like the moon in darkened skies Watching her streak over the dales in a blur of snowy limbs, I don‘t even mind glowing my pace to run next 10 her She‘s more ecstatic than I‘ve ever seen her, completely lost to the thrill of freedom and finally experiencing the joy she so

could not shift. Every full moon run for which she was left behind, every equinox she spent at home rather than in the forest – she never complained, but I know

to thank her for seeing me through the process when I was a young teenager If my little mate could do that amount of damage to the safehouse, I can only imagine

go through such unbelievable agony. I‘m glad I was there for her, particularly because I wasn‘t when she gave birth. No matter how hard I try to put the thoughts from my mind, I can‘t help but wonder who was there. If Lila is mine – though Selene insists she isn‘t – it should have been me. Even if Lila isn‘t mine, hope she didn‘t face

reach a stopping point, namely when Selene has run so far she can no longer make her legs work, she collapses in a puddle of worn out wolf, a goofy grin on her face. I settle next to her, stretching out on the cool ground and waiting for

dominated her aura since waking up as a wolf slips away, and I have a sense of terrible foreboding that our brief

last night do you remember I ask, wondering if she was lucid enough to recall our argument about Arabella and matehood I still don‘t understand where her misconceptions came from, or why she was so distraught. After all, she was in love with someone else throughout our entire marriage, so why did it bother her so much to

regardless of any misunderstandings, my mate felt unloved, and that is my fault and my fault alone. It can’t be explained away or

She replies stiffly.

conversation? I

you telling me to let Lila go with Aiden. She offers, Thank you, by the way, after seeing the house this morning... well

Aiden a couple of times through the night using our mental links. He always reported the same news, she’s out like a

you don‘t remember anything else? I press.

eyes me warily,

we‘d made a breakthrough. A few years ago I wouldn‘t have worried about her forgetting. I would have simply sat her down and rehashed the conversation from the start. Even if Selene was still as pliable as she‘ d been back then, I‘m coming to realize I might not have known

to Drake instead of me? How little did she

I know the answer to at least part of that. I never thought you

blinks, taken aback.

the enforcers for long enough to find Bella. I explain. I knew she‘d clear you once we did. The fact

Selene retorts. Then, looking curious, where did you

old town. I share, struggling to recall those horrible months

the person responsible? There‘s an odd note of sarcasm in her

same person who was sabotaging everything else, I expect. Breathing a heavy sigh I continue. They‘re still out there somewhere, still trying to pull the strings and wreak

be sure they were related?

a ransom, what other explanation is