Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

#Chapter 136 – Drake Learns the Truth

Selene

“Maybe I should call him?” I suggest to Drake.

“Selene, Bastien will call when he can.” My friend replies, for what seems like the thousandth time. I can tell he’s getting tired of my constant fretting, but his frustration cannot ease my worries, no matter how guilty I feel. “You mustn’t allow yourself to become overtaxed. It’s not good for the baby.

Why is it that men always feel so confident in telling women what is or isn’t good for their children, when they would never be able to bear the toil of actually bringing one into the world themselves? I ask Luna.

Because they’ve convinced themselves they’re the stronger gender. My wolf replies, And it comforts them to think they have some control in these things.

Idiots. I mutter internally, letting my grumpiness take full control.

“If I can’t call him, then I at least have to find out whether or not our spies have any information.” I reason. “Aiden and Donavon must have some contacts in the Calypso pack, that’s how they found out about the Volana bounty in the first place.”

Drake glances around to make sure we’re alone. “Selene, I don’t mean to overstep, I know this is a sensitive topic. But I can’t help asking just one more time. Why does Blaise want you anyway?”

While Bastien may not have trusted the Eros Alpha with this most precious secret, my instincts tell me my friend can be trusted. He would never turn on me the way my mate fears. “If I tell you, you can never repeat this.” I caution, “Not even to Sophie.”

Drake frowns, already so enthralled by his beautiful mate that the idea of keeping anything from her seems terribly wrong. “Is it truly that delicate.”

“It is.” I confirm. “Not just for me, but Lila too.” I confide.

Drake thinks about it for a long moment, before he finally nods. “I want to help you Selene, I don’t think I can do that unless I know what’s going on, and…” I can almost read his thoughts, for all his comforting words, he’s already thinking as I am, that he might be all I have left if Bastien is lost.

“It’s alright.” I interrupt, “you don’t have to say it.”

“I’m sorry.” Drake sighs, “I’m not trying to make you feel worse.”

*As if you could.” I scoff. “No, it’s okay. I’ll tell you.” I decide. “The truth is that… Volana blood isn’t special simply because of the power it gives to bearers of the lineage.” I sigh, “The power it carries can also be transferred. It can be consumed… such that anyone who drinks the blood of a Volana will live forever, and be immune to harm.”

Drake blinks, “Excuse me?”

heard me.”

that if I were to drink your blood, it would make

and a straw I will repel you with every bit of strength

thing. I just don’t understand. I mean Volana’s aren’t immortal themselves, so why would their blood give that gift to

or what her reasons are, any better than any other wolf.” I admit, flopping back on the couch. “As far as I’m concerned, magic is magic, and I’m not meant to understand.” Remembering Garrick, I press on, “But I think my bloodline is the only

“And Bastien…?” Drake questions.

believed that’s why he married me. Because my blood was such

to be with me.” Shaking my head, I realize just how far I let my insecurity and guilt mislead my poor mind. “I told myself I was a victim,

“If this is true, Selene, you’ve got to start practicing

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can’t,” My arguments with my mate play through my mind as if

worried it will

a hell of a lot carrying Lila and everything still turned out fine. If

ancient textbooks and trying my best to feel things out

Drake shrugs, as if this is no problem at

done.” I laugh, “In case you hadn’t noticed, Volanas are an endangered species, it’s not like I can walk into

small.” Drake laughs, “Who ever said you needed another Volana to train you? Power is power, you just need to find someone who knows how to wield it, whether theirs is the same as yours or

need to find a shaman or witch and misapply their teachings to my own

“It’s like you expect to fail so you don’t

my book that’s called self preservation.” I bite, trying not to let the derision I feel

count yourself out of

have been begging me to take action and practice my skills for ages, but I’ve been

about it until it’s already

he’s picking up the phone