Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 165

Chapter 165- Frederic Slips Up

Frederic

Selene is smarter than I gave her credit for – and more stubborn. Her impromptu

interview with the press outside the hospital was masterful – if it hadn’t caused such problems for me I’d even be impressed. However ever since she told the pack to start looking into my background, I’ve been doing nothing but putting out fires.

Every five minutes a different reporter is calling for my comment, while a bevy of others dig into my past. Of course, Thomas Kane only has records dating back to college – when my mother invented him. Before then everything I did was tainted by my father’s so-called “ crimes”. The media has already figure out my current identity is a fraud, how much longer can I last before they learn the truth? Even the medical board has been calling me, threatening to revoke my license.

Part of me regrets throwing my mother into the basement, I’d really love to have someone to talk to right now, but I have a feeling Mom isn’t going to be too forthcoming with advice after spending two weeks in a cold dark pit. Oh well, you live and you learn.

It might be easier to stomach if I were any closer to winning over Selene. But she seems as distant as ever- if not more so. We haven’t spoken in quite some time now, and I have a bad feeling she’s onto me – why else would she have directed everyone to investigate

me?

Every day that passes seems to make my situation seem more and more bleak, and I’m trying to keep my head up, but it isn’t easy. The worst comes when I learn that Selene is planning to leave the territory to chase Bastien. I didn’t realize at first, it wasn’t until my spies around the pack house began to notice a lot of movement: Selene and her witchy mentor planning and packing their bags, and Drake and his little mate talking to Lila about

their plans for Asphodel.

It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what’s going on, but no matter the harm she’s done to my reputation or the problems it might cause, I know I have to stop her.

Selene

way to visit Dr. Lee one last time before Helene and I depart, and I’m hoping she’ll agree to do an early sonogram test so I can take the video with me to Tartarus. I

if there’s a chance the new baby can convince him, I’ll gladly use it. However just

when I see the man in question step out from behind a parked van.

a grave expression, and his body language is downright somber. “Selene, what are you

“Thomas, what

came to talk to you because I heard a rumor that you were

heard a rumor,” I repeat coldly, not believing this story for a single second. “More like you have more spy

eyes widen almost imperceptibly before he quickly covers

answer, throwing caution to the wind. “I know exactly who and

if by confronting him I flipped a switch and transformed him from kindly Thomas Kane to conniving Frederic Durand. The man I’ve only ever known to be warm and earnest is gone, replaced by someone I don’t recognize at all. His green eyes narrow to slits, and he crosses his arms over his

up defiantly.” The next

never hurt you.” He moves to touch me, and I instinctively back away. A few passersby are beginning to take notice, but Frederic

believes every word he’s saying, “You already have hurt me. How do you think it felt learning you were spying on me in the most intimate moments of my

separated us, so much pain could have been avoided. Don’t pretend you care about me. You care

clearly disturbed this way, but I can’t help it now that the fight has begun. Besides, we’re beginning to gather an audience, and the

stop her, you got cold feet at the last second and abandoned me in a situation that could have ended up just as deadly. You made me sick so that I would stay under your control and risked the life of my baby, you separated me from my mate over and over again. You faked my death. You murdered Gabriel, who was like a father

up in a volcano, and he’s clearly about to blow. “Gabriel deserved to die!” Frederic

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