Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

#Chapter 105 Sering

Selene

My husband is impossible.

I swear, it’s not even dark out and we’re already in bed. We don’t even have my heat to use as an excuse anymore. That ended days ago, but the way Bastien is acting, you’d think we were a pair of teenagers trapped in a frenzy of hormones. Not that he’s solely to blame, it seems like every time he touches me I dissolve into a puddle.

It may sound like I’m complaining, but I’m just overwhelmed by everything that’s happened over the last few weeks. I’m not the least bit disappointed to have this incredible Alpha lavishing his affection on me, I’m simply at a loss for how to deal with all these changes.

Bastien is wrapped around me like the warmest of blankets, his big body cushioning every inch of me while his lips move over my soft skin. “Goddess, I love you.” He murmurs, nuzzling my neck.

“I love you too.” I whisper, smiling widely. “Even if you don’t listen to me when I try to tell you about my powers.”

Bastien’s warm chuckle vibrates against my skin moments before his fingers flutter over my sides, tickling me mercilessly. Squealing with laughter and writhing in his arms, I try to escape the tortuous touches, but only end up winding myself tighter in his embrace.

“I was listening.” He promises, nibbling my shoulder, “1 simply had other things on my mind.”

“Oh I know what you had on your mind.” I answer wryly, cuddling closer. “But what do you think?”

“I think if even half of what you read is true, then we need to figure out how to help you access that part of yourself.” He claims simply

“Really?” I ask, glancing over my shoulder and trying to glimpse his rugged face.

“Of course.” Bastien confirms.

“You don’t think it’s…” I start with a shrug. “I don’t know, dangerous or something?”

“I think you need to learn as much as you can,” My mate assesses firmly. “The more able you are to defend yourself, the better.”

“I want to be able to teach Lila, too.” I confide, “when she’s old enough.”

“Mmm.” Bastien purrs in confirmation, “We need to find you a teacher somehow. Someone who knows about these things – someone we can trust.”

heard

is a thousand miles away. “But I can’t see another option. We’ve tried to bring the powers out on our

face up for a kiss. My wish is granted almost immediately as his form lips claim mine. Even as I dissolve into the moment, his words ring in my head, echoing through my thoughts

mate as a threat – no matter what he

obvious. We don’t

you talking about?” I complain. We were in danger with

see my wolf shaking her head. Lila was with us then, we were trying to shield her, not

to fight if no one is attacking

#Chapter 105 Searching

Luna reminds me. In fact I can think of one threat that’s right next door,

Luna, that’s insane. We have a child, and a mate who has already survived our death

precisely why we’ll have to fight, she argues. They need us. Dying isn’t an

I insist, at least, not without some

my sleek, white wolf nodding. I think it’s

Bastien

Elysium Memorial Hospital with Aiden and Donovan, doctors and nurses scanning our small group as if looking for signs of illness or injury, then furrowing their brows when they find none. Reading my grim expression and determined

we arrive the lab supervisor does a double take, her eyes going wide when she suddenly

counter, “What can

beneath my palm and looking more and more nervous every second. Her

clearer. This test was run in your labs, and the results have since been proven false. So I’m

blood drains from the woman’s face. “Alpha, forgive me, this is the first I’m hearing of this.” She stammers, “Can

starlight allergy which was recently triggered.”

to a computer on her left, she quickly types in a rapid stream of information, presumably pulling up the electronic records. Gnawing on her lip as

means what, exactly?”

contaminated, or the wrong sample was run against your daughter’s.” She

results

fact.” She explains. “If I had to guess I’d say the wrong sample

agree through a thick red

top of the screen, her brow knitting together in confusion, “I don’t… it’s not… this doesn’t make sense.” Her words are

wrong?” Donavon