Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 161- Selene Gets a Letter

Selene

“Mommy, are you wake?” A little voice speaks in my ear.

Slowly I return to the waking world, blinking open my tired eyes and registering the warm little body snuggling up against me. “Hello little bean.” I murmur, wrapping my arms around Lila and pulling the covers more tightly around us.

Lila hasn’t slept through the night in her own room since Bastien left. Instead she’s taken to crawling into my bed somewhere between the hours of midnight and dawn, which both warms my heart and makes handling my morning sickness more difficult. Today the sun is just beginning to rise, and Helene’s soothing draughts have actually managed to ease the worst of my symptoms, so I’m happy to simply lie here and cuddle with my daughter until we’re ready to get up.

“Mommy, I had a dream ’bout Daddy.” Her morning puppy breath is terrible, so I tuck her head beneath my chin, earning myself a mouthful of her hair.

“You did?” I inquire, smoothing down her tangled locks, “was it a nice dream, hope?” 

“Uh-huh.” She nods against my breast. “We were playing pony, an’da flying game.”

“That’s wonderful.” I breathe, honestly elated that she’s not having nightmares like I am. I hate that she misses him so much, but I’m glad her dreams are sweet memories rather than horrible possibilities. Ever since talking with Helene, my nights have been haunted with terrible images of Bastien hurt, imprisoned, or dead.

“Mommy, will Daddy be home soon?” Lila wonders aloud.

I’m fully awake now, with a large lump caught in my throat. “I don’t think so, sweetheart.” I admit.

She looks up at me in alarm, and I wonder if my honesty was a mistake. “Why not?”

“Because things aren’t going so well. It might be some time before we see him again, Lila.” I confess.

as tears well in her eyes. “But I wan’him home!” “I know, angel.” I hush her gently, wiping the tears from her cheeks. “I do too.” “I’s not fair!” She exclaims, heading

I proless, on the verge of tears myself. “If I could

liar!” She accuses. “You

don’t know everything sweetheart, we

cries, pushing me away “you‘re

understands I love her. Deep down I know this is just my baby being a toddler and testing her limits, but my heart doesn’t think with that kind of logic, my

trying to rub her back and earning a wail for my efforts. “I know I’ve been busy lately and we haven’t gotten to spend as much

responsibilities sweetheart. I’m sorry you’re hurting, but one

won’!” She insists, “Go

be upset with me all you want, but I’m going to

within seconds I’m crying too, breaking into a sob and burying my face in my hands instead. I can only imagine the picture we make. If Bastien was here he’d walk in and fuss

be me and Lila against the world, but finding a mate and a father made us both realize what we’d been missing, and now it doesn’t feel like enough just being

me, Lila’s tears quiet, and I feel a pair of miniature paws tugging at my wrists. Apparently she realized she wasn’t the only one having a meltdown, and is now determined to see my face. Sighing heavily I drop my hands and show her my red eyes and miserable expression. Her two-tone eyes widen as her full lower lip quivers violently. “I sorry,

forlornly, “I miss

lap without a moment of hesitation, wrapping herself around me.“ Is okay, Mommy.” She sniffles, “I make it better.” She presses sweet little kisses to my wet cheeks,

sorry, Lila.” I confide, when I can speak again. “I haven’t

dat.”

make

Lila nods enthusiastically, “Deal.”

exhausted. By the time we get back to the pack house Lila is passed out in her car seat,

Sophie, Odette and the Betas are all there, and all offer to take Lila from me. However I don’t want to let anyone else have her. I put her down for a nap in her room,

holding an envelope which was apparently just delivered via courier. It takes a second for me to realize why the guard’s expression is so urgent, but then Bastien’s scent hits my senses like a ton of bricks. I snatch up the envelope, ripping it open and eagerly extracting its contents. Excitement and relief when I recognize Bastien’s

Selene,