Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 162- Selene Decides to go to Tartarus

Selene

Within moments, I have five fully grown wolves hovering over my shoulder, reading the strange letter with sounds of confusion and disbelief. The tension in the room is palpable, but within moments it explodes into chaos.

“What on earth?” Odette murmurs. “This is madness.” Drake agrees.

Aiden is doing nothing but curse, while Donovan has taken to pacing and reading the annulment papers. Sophie is the only one who hasn’t said a word, but she seems stunned into silence.

“This doesn’t make any sense, is it in code?” Aiden finally exclaims, apparently running out of four letter words.

“I don’t think so.” Donovan frowns, “we’ll look into it, but there aren’t any patterns jumping out at first glance.”

“Selene,” Sophie asks gently, “Are you okay?”

“I think I’m going to go back to bed.” I decide, convinced I’m dreaming. “This is a nightmare. It has to be a dream, so if I go to sleep here, I’ll wake up back in reality, right?

Five pitying expressions close in on me, and I sigh in defeat, “Well it was worth trying.” Flopping down onto the couch, I read the letter for a fifth time. “I don’t understand… it’s his handwriting, but it’s like…”

“Like he’s lost his memory. Drake finishes my thought. “Lost his memory and swallowed a pack of conspiracy theories.”

“Why is he talking about the assassination attempt like it just happened?” I ask, “we spoke afterwards, of course I know he survived.”

*More importantly, why does he think you sent the assassins?” Donovan questions. “Maybe there was another attempt.” Odette suggests. “One Frederic pinned on you.

“Maybe, but he wouldn’t tie himself to it as well.” Aiden reasons, “it’s one thing to frame Selene, it’s another to expose himself.”

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line where he says he’ll disown Lila. “No, this isn’t Frederic. Someone has made him believe I had an affair with Frederic, that Lila belongs to him.” |

Frederic, and we can assume it isn’t Blaise because he would just have killed Bastien

knock sounds on the door, and this time I refuse to answer it. “Uh-uh, things didn’t go

and moves towards the front door, but Drake intercepts her with a growl, spinning her to face

hits my nose a second before the wooden panel swings open and Helene appears. “Helene!” I exclaim, “Thank

she scans

ask anxiously, guiding her into the living

chair.

hesitantly.” And I found… well, it’s like you suspected Selene, something is very

you tell what?” I urge her, my agitation growing

as if she’d been there a thousand times before. While she started the process of making tea, we all look on in stunned silence, unsure how to react to her strange behavior. She seems so calm, but her

kettle is bubbling away over an open flame, she looks back

Aiden snarks. Helene shoots him a glare, “I did

one who has to smother a snort of laughter, seeing Aiden respond to being called a pup by the old crone was beyond laughable. At

beneath the weight of Helene’s glare. “I mean his spirit.” She explains. “He’s lost his way, and he’s not alone. Someone is leading him astray they’ve stolen his memory and his strength. With every day that passes he falls further, and though he’s safe for the time being, that will only last

is his captor?

lips thoughtfully. “But I can tell you it is a woman. A woman with the soul of

so certain, but knowing without doubt she is the person behind

the

make sense.” Donovan ponders aloud. “She wouldn’t have been able to flee

could she fool Bastien?” Odette questions, “when he left here he would have

Drake remarks cryptically. “it doesn’t matter what his true opinions

to whisper, the shrill noise piercing my dazed mind and making my skull throb as Drake’s meaning sets in. “He’s forgotten me?” I repeat, feeling sick to my stomach.

into a mug with a blend of

forget the past, but it’s not

she’s trying to get Selene to leave before they arrive.” Odette suggests as Helene presses the warm

a round of müttering nods. “Selene being