Pregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate

Chapter 169-Odile Breaks… #Chapter 169- Odile Breaks Free

Frederic

I’ve been on the road for hours, following Selene’s trail East and wondering if she’s truly on her way to

the Calypso pack. It seems like the only possible destination for the route she and her witchy mentor

are taking, but I can’t imagine she’s actually headed someplace where she might be killed just for being

a Volana.

If I’m right there’s only one possibility: for one reason or another, she must think that Bastien is there. If

I’m lucky, I might be able to catch up to her before she finds him. I know if she would just give me

another chance and listen with an open mind, I could convince her to stay with me.

Tregret our fight on the street, especially since it ruined more than ten years of undercover work and

exposed me to the pack, but I also regret raising my hand against her. Still, I’m sure I can make her

understand what Alpha doesn’t lose his temper every now and then? Shifters are very physical beings

– Selene must know that I’ll apologize and make her understand that if she hadn’t been so insolent and

disrespectful towards me, I never would have dreamed of hitting her. She simply needs to learn his

place. She’s a reasonable she-wolf, she’ll understand everything once I explain.

Getting tired of the silence, I flip the radio on and turn it to the Novan News Network. I know I’m

probably not going to like what I hear, but I have to stay tuned in if I’m ever going to figure out a new

plan. Unfortunately, I couldn’t have predicted just how unpleasant the news would be. I listen in horror

as the reporter’s fuzzy voice relates the day’s latest developments:

Frederic Durand’s mother Odile turned herself into the Elysian enforcers today, claiming that she

escaped from the basement of a house in Old Town after being imprisoned by her son. Frederic, who

has been living under the assumed identity of Dr Thomas Kane for the last decade, was nowhere to be

found when the enforcers went to the address Odile provided. Despite the disgraced wolf’s absence,

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they were able to verify his mother’s account, describing the basement where he was holding her as

being in “deplorable condition.

In a statement to the Novan Press Corps this afternoon, Odile said that she had supported her son

from the day he was born and she’d long assisted him in his efforts to become pack Alpha. However

their relationship soured when his luck turned for the worse, revealing a cruel streak she’d never before

witnessed from her only child. Claiming he struck her on more than one occasion, she displayed

bruises and clear signs of abuse, apparently inflicted when she “talked back” to Frederic.

These developments are the most recent in a disturbing trend we first witnessed last week, when

Selene Durand exposed her Cousin-in-law on camera, and almost became a victim of the man’s

temper herself – despite being pregnant. Enforcers have vowed that tracking down Frederic is their top

priority, with Beta Aiden stating that the safety of all Novan’s would be at risk as long as he remains at

farge.

Slamming the dial off in a fresh fit of rage, I slam my fist against the steering wheel and bellow with

fury. Can this week get any worse?

Selene

Moonlight bathes Helene and I in a warm glow. It had taken us a long time to decide on a place to try

and practice this ability, but in the end we were left with no choice. We couldn’t catch a whiff of Bastien

or Arabella’s scent anywhere around the city center, and neither of us wanted to risk questioning

strangers about the pair.

After seeing the kind of city that Blaise runs from the horrifying underground caverns to the suspiciously

clean top level and painfully uptight locals – we agreed that he probably had spies everywhere. A tyrant

like him was bound to have secret enforcers scouring the territory for dissenters, and if the

downtrodden expressions on the faces of the lower caste were any indication, he didn’t leave any room

for arnbiguity. It was either obey or suffer, and even obeying wouldn’t help if you weren’t wealthy.

I want to tear down every glittering brick of Blaise’s capital – nowhere so wretched should be allowed to

be so beautiful. Even now, when Helene and I are reveling at the way the golden buildings shine

beneath the Goddess’s light, I can’t help but resent them. We chose a spot at the edge of the main

park, leaving us with numerous escape paths if we were forced to run.

“I don’t think it’s working.”Itell Helene, after my sixth attempt to channel the moon’s power.

“Nonsense, this is like all the other skills – trial error. We don’t know exactly what’s going to work, you

just have to keep trying. She advises.

Trusting her guidance, which has yet to fail me despite the fact that she’s basically been making all of

this up as we go, trying to adapt her witchcraft to my mysterious powers. I try again..

Focusing on Bastien, on my need to be with him again, I direct all my energy at the huge autumn

moon. I try to pull in its power the same way I do the shadows, but it doesn’t do any good. I’m not even

sure what’s supposed to happen. Is the magic something I’ll just feel, or will it be something we can

see?

Changing tactics, I begin to meditate, trying to recreate the sensation I’ve begun to feel in our hypnosis

lessons. It took us a while to figure out, but eventually Helene suggested that I try to reach a zen state

not unlike the one I would be trying to put my target in. That seems to help, increasing the moon’s glow

over our patch of grass, but other than that it doesn’t seem to have much effect.

“Any ideas?” I ask Helene.

“Hmm.” She’s circling me like a very friendly vulture, rubbing her chin in thought. “Alright, how about

this: Keep thinking about Bastien, but instead of trying to pull the moon’s power to you, try sending your

feelings out to it.”

“You mean like, send my love to the moon?” I snort.

“Snort not little mother, the best magic isn’t fancy, or even original.” She scolds good-humoredly. “It’s

simply true.” “Alright, alright.” I laugh, doing as she instructs.

“And take it seriously!” She admonishes.

“Yes, ma’am.” I agree, pausing only long enough to salute her. As I begin trying to send my feelings

outward, I can hear Helene muttering something about sassy pups beneath her breath, but after a

moment i completely forget about her, because I realize I’m beginning to glow.

Staring down at my shining chest in surprise, I try to latch onto the technique, seeing the light waver

with my shock and immediately doubling down on the emotions. The more I focus, the stronger the light

glows, not the gaudy gold of the city, but pure white moonlight. I can hear Helene encouraging me in

the background, and I eagerly continue. After a few minutes of intense effort, the light flows out of me,

leaving my body and forming a shining strand suspended in the air and extending into the distance.

I began walking in the direction of the light, looking around nervously in fear that someone will see this

stunning magic. Luckily the streets seem fairly deserted after dark, which is both a relief and somewhat

disturbing. Part of me worries that the absence of people is some sort of omen, or a sign of some rule

Helene and I don’t know – like a curfew. Still, now that the moonlight is leading me somewhere, Thave

to follow. If there’s even a small chance it will lead me to information about where to find Bastien, or

help me in some other way on this quest, I don’t have a choice.

Helene and I trail along behind the floating string of pearly light, blindly following it deeper into the city.

It twists around corners and jumps over the bridge-covered river, and with every step we take I feel a

little stronger. Not only stronger, I feel strangely warmer happier.

We’re close to something now, I know it. I speed up as we cross an intersection and begin down a new

block, feeling my heart race

with excitement. Pressing my hand to the slight swell of my stomach, 1 silently encourage my baby, just

a little farther.

The next thing I know, I feel a sharp tug on my jacket as I’m yanked into an alleyviay. Yelping, my back

is forced up against a brick wall and i reach deep down to send out an energy pulse at my attacker, but

for some reason it won’t work. A second later I realize why, when my favorite scent in the world fills my

senses. Gasping, I open my eyes to look up at the shifter in front of me, finding a huge, furious Alpha

woll glaring al me with pure hatred: Bastien,