Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

#Chapter 86 You Knew You Were Pregnant?

Selene’s Pov

The cafe is closed on Mondays, but when Bastien and I arrive the lights are already on and the scent of roasting meat is emanating from the kitchen. My stomach rumbles in reply, and I look up at my mate in confusion, “you gave someone my keys?”

His lip quirks, “Just Donavon.”

I should have guessed. Donavon has always been a wonderful chef, and he takes every opportunity he can get to invent new dishes and recipes.

“Oh,” I relax, calling out a hello to the Beta.

A disembodied voice returns my greeting, and then Donavon’s head pops around the corner, his shoulder-length salt and pepper hair-pulled into a ponytail. “Dinner is just about ready – ten more minutes and I’ll be out of your hair.”

I from, feeling uncomfortable that the older man should be waiting on us. Bastien reads my expression and chuckles,” don’t worry, he volunteered.” He assures me, “And it’s not just for us, he’s packing up boxes to take to the apartment.”

“Oh good,” I relax a little, looking around the familiar space. All of the tables are bare save one. A cozy booth in the corner is set with a pristine white table cloth and gleaming silver flatware. Tealights glow at its center, and a bottle of red wine awaits with two empty glasses.

Bastien tugs me over to the booth, waiting for me to slide in before taking a seat on the opposite bench. My eyes widen with surprise when I realize he means to sit across from me. Bastien never lets me out of arm’s reach if he can help it. Even before all this happened, he preferred to keep me close – touching me more often than not. I used to think it was a show of possession or protection, now I understand that he simply does it because he wants to.

Anxiety skitters in my veins, my heart beating a little louder.

I don’t like this. Luna says.

I don’t either. I admit shakily.

*Don’t look so alarmed, baby.” Bastien purrs, pouring the wine and offering me a glass. “This is simply to make sure we don’t get distracted.”

well, let’s just

That’s fair I suppose. My heat can strike at the most inconvenient times, and if he’s touching me when it happens say we won’t be getting any talking done.

Just then the kitchen door swings open, and Donavon appears carrying two steaming plates. The food looks incredible when he sets it down in front of us and even though I’m starving, I’m so nervous I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep anything down.

think the scent of my fear is agitating him. I know he’s furious with me, but I doubt he wants me frightened. I imagine it feels something like when I have to discipline Lila for being naughty. I know it’s the right thing to do, but seeing her suffer the consequences fills

retreats, Bastien raises his silverware, asking me something innocuous about my day and throwing me off completely. Later I realized he did it to help me relax and put some food in my stomach, because for the next hour or so

until afterwards, when a second bottle of wine came out

begins, leaning back in his seat and eyeing me with lethal intent. “Where do you want to

halfway to my lips, “What do you

a few options to choose from, Selene.” He rumbles, “There’s the fact that you failed to tell me Drake kissed you. There’s the fact that you willingly walked into Martin’s trap without telling anyone where you were going or

and the ransom note. In hindsight it makes perfect sense that Bastien would disapprove of those

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moment.

me, but he simply sits there watching me

eyes hard. “Alright. I’ll amend that. You failed to tell

I picked you. And telling you would only have made things between you and

him fighting for patience. “Selene, I know you were never taught about these things,

why we’re suddenly discussing marks. “That we’re

decides your status among the pack females.” He explains evenly, “To proposition any marked she wolf is a serious offense. It disrespects her choice and challenges her mate’s claim, but you’re

his deep voice. “You were marked by

head, “So if he challenges

nods, challenging an Alpha is challenging an Alpha – it doesn’t matter the motive. If he and I were to truly fight – no Beta’ s or back up, no interfering little mates trying to be noble” he teases, reminding me of their last fight, in which I nearly got myself killed. “- the winner

aloud, “It’s a good thing I didn’t tell you, because you would have been forced to meet his challenge and then you’d

of his mouth twitches like he wants to smile,

fight and I didn’t want any more violence.” I reason, “Is that so

that you tell me if and when it happens. Not only because it’s an offense against me, but because it may very well mean you’re in danger. Anyone willing to challenge an Alpha for their mate

“Okay.” I agree sheepishly.

“why don’t you

straightening my spine. “It might have been a trap, but I would rather someone hurt me than Lila, and I would rather

the thoughts flickering through his mind. “This isn’t about a mother’s instincts to protect her pup.” He finally asserts. “If it were just a matter of protecting Lila, there’s no doubt you did the right thing. The problem is how you