Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 124

#Chapter 124 – Frederic Has an idea

Arabella

Looking around my opulent suite in the Calypso pack house, I decide that a girl could get used to this kind of pampering. The rooms are ten times nicer than my apartment back in Elysium, and even bigger than the private apartment Bastien renovated when he married the halfling,

Blaise must like me very much indeed to afford me such an honor, though I am a bit disappointed he hasn’t invited me to share his bed yet.

Either way, I have to revel in the knowledge that I’m living better here in Tartarus than Bastien ever will in Elysium. In fact, if Flynn’s memory wasn’t driving me forward, I’m so content here that I might consider abandoning my mission.

Blaise can offer me more wealth and power than I ever dreamed of possessing, but no amount of luxury can avenge my brother’s death.

Still, it’s tempting to give in to the creature comforts surrounding me and call off my vendetta. I’ve been fighting this shadow war for more than a decade, and I’m no closer to destroying the Durand family than I was when I started. It’s exhausting work, plotting all this subterfuge, scheming and deceiving everyone around me. I hardly ever have time for the things I truly enjoy – it’s been months since I set foot on my yacht or went to the spa.

The good news is that things are going extremely well here; I’ve got Blaise wrapped around my little finger. The big Alpha doesn’t know what hit him. I catch him staring at me all the time, and as tough as he acts, I’m certain it’s only a matter of time before he makes his move. I want to tell him to hurry up and get on with it, but I know better than to push an Alpha.

I learned the hard way with Bastien – Blaise has to think our relationship is his idea. If I come on to him, he’ll see it as a challenge to his dominance. Men are so foolish. Do they really think that the only kind of power is overt? Don’t they realize how much of what they do is by a woman’s design? I suppose Alpha’s like Blaise assume we’re all spineless wretches like Selene, too weak to stand on our own two feet.

Rolling my eyes, I stride to my closet and peruse my options for the day. I only managed to bring one suitcase of my favorite designer frocks when i fled Elysium, but Blaise has been only too generous helping me replenish my wardrobe. It’s true he looked like he wanted to slap me when I suggested he come shopping with me, but he gave me the money anyway.

It’s a good thing too. I need to look perfect tonight. I think I’ve persuaded Blaise to take on Bastien, but I’ve yet to secure my position in his pack. The wealthiest and most beautiful she-wolves in Tartarus will be present at this evening’s state dinner, and I need to outshine them all.

First I’ll conquer Blaise, then I’ll conquer Elysium. Nothing can stop me now,

Frederic

my fist down on the kitchen counter, “What the hell were you

me, lowering her gaze in submission, “They can’t be sure it was me. You said yourself they found nothing when they searched, there’s no evidence to back up Odette’s word.

Odette is no fool.” I snap. “They

a fresh burst of anger. She would never have dared to speak to my father this way. Does she think she is permitted to condescend to me simply because she raised me? “But you can’t

you did that on your own and you

back, *don’t speak to me as if I’m that exiled

thunder, “You might have a few good ideas, but

move through the

what do you plan on doing now?” She questions

down and glaring into her green

 

now, Mom answers,

I was told.” I remind me, “now it’s your turn. I don’t

My mother

I can stop myself, I lash out with the back of my hand, catching her square

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“I don’t owe you fairness. I don’t owe you anything at all. Now you can

storm out without another word. Honestly, I think in exasperation. The nerve of that woman. It wasn’t so very long ago that I revered my mother, thinking she was the

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