Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

#Chapter 141 – Selene Wakes Up

My lashes flutter open to reveal a stark white room, a bevy of sterile, chemical scents filling my nose. I feel weighed down and dizzy at once, like I’m floating yet unable to move. I recognize this feeling, and I’ve woken up in this situation often enough to guess what happened.

I must have passed out from exhaustion, dehydration, stress, or all three. I’m back in the hospital, hooked up to half a dozen beeping machines and wearing a scratchy, unflattering paper gown. The world is dark beyond the windows, and I glance around for a clock. It was around ten o-clock this morning when I attempted to call Bastien, but it’s after 8pm now. I’ve been asleep all day.

Slowly but surely, the events which passed before I lost consciousness filter back through my mind, and I immediately want to find Lila. She must have been so scared.

As if reading my mind, Odette appears in my doorway a moment later, with Lila peeking around her legs. “Mommy!”

“Hello little bean!” I greet her with as much enthusiasm as I can muster. Pushing myself up to a sitting position, I extend my arms to the pup, “come here and give Mommy a hug.”

She toddles over without hesitation, clambering onto the bed and into my arms and ignoring Odette’s soft caution to be gentle with me. I don’t want my sweet daughter to be gentle any more than she does, I want her as close as possible. Her warm little body smothers me with affection, and I cuddle her close.

“How are you?” I ask anxiously, kissing her soft cheeks.

“Mommy you scared me!” she says, a note of accusation heavy in her voice. “You fain-ed and everyone got all loud.”

“I’m sorry, angel.” I breathe, “Mommy just got very tired very fast.”

“Cuz of da baby?” She inquired curiously.

*That’s right.” I agree, rocking her gently from side to side.

“Alright now, little one.” Odette tries to intervene, caressing Lila’s hair. “Your Mommy needs her rest.”

A nurse pokes her head around the doorway and echoes my mother-in-law’s advice, “Careful now, she really shouldn’t be in bed with you – though I’m glad to see you’re awake.”

glare at them both, Nuzzling my pup’s sweet-smelling skin and glowering over her shoulder.

“Easy Mama Bear,” Dr Kane moves around the nurse with a wide smile, “She can stay right where she is.”

The nurse looks like she wants to object, but the chief physician shoots her a quelling stare and she backs down immediately. He strides further into the room, greeting Odette warmly before turning to me, “How are you feeling Selene?”

“I’m alright.” I lie, in truth I feel like I’ve been hit by a bus.

my falsehood, but my Lila Bean saves

when she was carrying you, and

she so sick?” Lila grumbles, surprising

helping me.” I remember well how difficult it was

her. “I won’t make you leave, but let’s just rearrange you a teensy bit so I can

her head and hugs me tighter, burying her face in my neck. Stroking my hand in soothing patterns up and down her spine, I give the Dr a

pup’s attention. Her little head pops up. “I sleep

me, but it’s not allowed.” I sigh, pressing

wanna stay!” Lila insists,

to decipher whether I really do want her to stay or if I’m using the hospital rules as an excuse to give me some time to rest up alone. But it isn’t an excuse, I really do want her nearby. It was hard enough being away from her when everything was fine, but

what, Ms. Lila. If you go get a cookie with your Grandma now so that I can have a minute with your Mommy,

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Dr-” The nurse objects

reminds her sharply. “If there was ever

doesn’t agree. I suppose it will make her life harder to have to work around my pup all night. Though I don’t want to make her

say, Lila bean?” I ask, “Can you give us

“Do I have to?” She murmurs, gesturing towards

to new people with everything that’s happened, but I also can’t encourage it. “If you want to stay with Mommy tonight, you need to

Lila slides off the bed and places her small hand in Odette’s, walking out of the room

my bedside. “Alright you, tell the

I admit. “I don’t know what happened, the meds were

been under any undue

up at him from beneath my lashes, I admit, “maybe

what I thought.” He nods, looking around, “Is Bastien here somewhere? We really need to talk about making some lifestyle changes so that you can avoid landing back

flush work its way up my cheeks.

in this condition. Its the same look of surprise and displeasure everyone who’s out of the loop dons. If only they knew what was going on, if only they knew he had no choice. The physician recovers quicker than

make sure no one can overhear us, I add. “He’s

no effort to hide his feelings. “You’re

“Unfortunately not.” I confess.