Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 86

#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.

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

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 we had a perfectly

second bottle of wine came out and we were both

and eyeing me with lethal intent. “Where

with my wine glass halfway to my lips,

into Martin’s trap without telling anyone where you were going or what was happening.” He sets his own glass

about Drake’s attempted kiss and the ransom note. In hindsight it makes perfect sense that Bastien would disapprove of those

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moment.

or question me, but he simply sits there watching me

eyes hard. “Alright. I’ll amend that.

you. And telling you would only have

patience. “Selene, I know you were never taught about these things, but did you consider

confused about why we’re suddenly

from unwanted advances from males and 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 not just any

deep voice. “You were

if

back up, no interfering little mates trying to be noble” he teases, reminding me of their last fight, in

good thing I didn’t tell you, because you would have

twitches like he wants to smile, “Maybe, but that’s

want any more violence.” I

if and when it happens. Not only because it’s an offense

“Okay.” I agree sheepishly.

he transitions cryptically, “why

I counter, straightening my spine. “It might have been a trap, but I would rather someone hurt me than Lila, and I would rather be in trouble with her, than leave

isn’t about a mother’s instincts to protect her pup.” He finally

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