Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 114

#Chapter 114 – Honeymoon

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Bastien

The Eclipse Festival sprawls before us, a whirlwind of lights and colors so overwhelming I can feel my mate leaning close to me for comfort. It’s not only the size of the event and deafening noise around us unsettling her, it’s also the attention. We’re still in the VIP section, and wherever Selene and I walk people turn to stare, and I can’t help but notice how different things are from the past.

Four years ago these aristocrats would have been whispering behind their hands and curiously eyeing Selene’s unmarked neck. Tonight there’s a sense of reverence in their attention, an admiration and respect my sweet mate is still struggling to get used to. Even though it’s the proper response, I can’t help but feel angry it took my pack this long to see Selene for the treasure she is. They should have been bowing down to her from day one.

“How are you doing, little wolf?” I murmur as we enter a shining pavilion, pausing to nibble her earlobe and relishing the blush that bursts across her cheeks. —,

She peeks up at me from beneath her lashes, “I could use a distraction.”

“Oh?” I reply, moving my tongue to the soft spot behind her ear, “What kind of distraction?”

“This is working fairly well.” She admits, turning to face me completely and closing her eyes as I continue to taste her. “I can almost forget they’re all watching.”

“It’s just a little while longer.” I promise, glancing up at the moon. It’s almost completely obscured now, a huge red orb rimmed with a crescent of pearly light. As soon as the eclipse is complete we’ll go out to the main festival stage and kick off the fireworks. I’ll make a short speech, and then we’ll be free to go.

Just then a chirping noise sounds from the vicinity of Selene’s hip, followed by a soft vibration.

She pulls her phone from a hidden compartment in her gown, flipping open the notification center and scanning the contents. Then Selene looks up at me with a brilliant, contagious smile. “Drake finally told Sophie!”

“And?” I ask, grinning back at her.

lovely eyes. “Let’s just say he’s going to

her text message imposed on us. “Mhmm, I know

reminding me of all the hours we’ve spent locked away in our bedroom. “It’s not like we had time, let

I decide, “When things calm down, we’re going to

really?” Selene asks, arching

to the islands, take Lila and spend a few days playing at the beach. Then you and I can sneak away to our own private bungalow and make up for lost

by herself?” Selene remarks, hire some sea turtles to

“You know

keep her mouth locked against mine, drawing kiss after kiss from her lips until we’re

“When things calm down.” She repeats, “Do you really

a hard line, I vow,”Selene, I’m going to make this right. I’m going to make our

#Chapter 114 – Honeymoon

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in you, baby.” She assures me needlessly.

and glaring at the people around us until the whole lot turns away and pretends they aren’t still watching out of the corners of their eyes. “I know it feels like that, but we can’t believe it. When we do, that’s when they’ve won.” I explain soberly, “We’re taking it step by step; searching the area around the cell tower, looking into the DNA, going through all the evidence from my father’s murder and the fire and I’m going to deal with Blaise.”

with Blaise?” Selene parrots, looking up at me uncertainly,

yet, sweetheart.” I admit, sighing

lives. However, taking out the most powerful Alpha on the continent is no simple matter, especially because challenging him would mean taking responsibility

lie, because I have to figure out how to deal with Blaise. I don’t have any other choice, and so I’ll

Selene

us and pulls my mate away with a promise to return shortly. I’m left standing at the mouth of a market tent, one

left me among the throngs of shifters watching the fireworks. He wasn’t lying when he said the common people were much fonder of me than the nobles. Most people seem to have come around anyway, but I know my enemies are most likely members of this crowd – the ones who stroll through the tent’s riches dropping inordinate sums of gold left

course. I think grumpily. This woman must have some sort of special radar for knowing when I’m alone. In the past I would have run from her, but not today. I’m done being afraid of silly, vindictive she-wolves whose entire identity is constructed around being some wealthy man’s

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