Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

#Chapter 145- Selene Gives a Press Conference

Selene

“How do I look?”

Sophie grins at me, “like a queen.”

“A very tired queen.” I joke.

“That is why the Goddess invented makeup.” She replies, dabbing concealer on the dark circles beneath my eyes. When she’s finished, even I have to admit that I look pretty good. Make no mistake, I’ve looked much better, but at least this way I look the part of an Alpha’s mate. I’ m wearing a simple wrap dress cut from pearlescent white fabric, with my dark hair flowing in waves around my shoulders and a thick layer of mascara framing my blue and violet eyes. Hopefully the camera lights will make my fair skin look porcelain, and not the pallid gray I’ve been sporting lately.

“You look lovely Selene.” Dr Kane appears in the doorway as I slip on a pair of gold pumps matching my simple jewelry. “Are you sure you’re up for this?”

“Yes, Thomas. I’m sure.” I reply confidently.

“Good.” He nods in approval, his gaze lingering just a bit too long on my curves. “The Novan News Corps has already checked in downstairs, they’re waiting in the lounge.”

Right on cue, Lila comes trotting in from the halfway, “Mommy there’s people with cameras!”

“I know, my love!” I reply, lifting her up and giving her a kiss hello. Unsurprisingly the news stations had requested Lila join the interview; everyone in Elysium seems to be half obsessed with finding out more about the Alpha’s pup. And while I’m sure Lila would have agreed, I don’t think a three year old has the cognitive ability to truly understand the consequences of being in the public eye this way, and it’s not something I want her exposed to just yet. Instead we agreed she could watch from the wings with Sophie.

So when Odette, Drake, the Betas and I file out onto a raised dais fitted with a podium and far more microphones than can possibly be necessary, my pup stays on the sidelines and watches with avid interest.I step up to the podium with the others flanking me on either side, and greet the assembled reporters. Blinding white overhead lights and blinking red camera signals all but blind me, and my nerves rocket into overdrive. I’ve never done anything like this.

rattling the podium. “Good morning. I want to thank all of you for being here today.” I can hardly see the crowd, the lights are so bright, but I press on. “I’m sorry for the unusual setting and am greatly appreciative of Elysium Central Hospital for letting us impose this way.

to the grinning Dr, “Technically it’s

low thrum. “This week has been a very difficult one for all members of the Nova pack. I was devastated to learn of the wildfire and want to assure you all that we are doing everything we can to help restore the forest and assist those pack members impacted. We have been working diligently with families living in the area of the blaze, but I encourage anyone with concerns about our response or future prevention to please reach out to the pack house so that we might address your concerns

and patrols at the border, and likewise, would like to hear from anyone with additional security concerns. We can’t be everywhere at once, so you may have

out of the territory on critical business related to pack security. If I could tell you more without risking the

“Selene, how are you feeling?” “Selene, how can you support the

question, I can tell you I’ve felt better.” I admit ruefully, earning a few chuckles, “I’m so thrilled Bastien and I are expecting another pup, but the going is a bit rough at the moment. And I support Bastien’s absence because it was the right decision for all of us. Neither of us are happy about it, but we both believe being a good leader means

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the decision was, especially since he missed seeing

not in any immediate danger, the work Bastien is doing is crucial to ensure that remains true. As powerful as we are, the Nova pack is not without its enemies; the fire, these rogues are proof of that.”

work of our enemies?One

I’m not able to share more information at this time – as frustrating as I know

personal drama i referenced first seems to have distracted them, because the next question raised is, “Selene, what did happen with your first pregnancy? Did Arabella really force you

true. I left because my life and my unborn pup’s life was in danger, and I didn’t feel I had another choice. When Arabella found out I was pregnant, she tried to kill me more, than once, and she almost succeeded.” Even as I share the barest

is to the crowd, Odette takes one look at my face and grabs the trash bin we set behind the dais for precisely this purpose. Retching into it while the reporters moan in sympathy, I clamp my

second later her little body

hand to wipe my mouth. “It’s okay angel, Mommy’s just