Amelie's gaze flickered around the room, scanning her surroundings as she hesitated. Gabriel gestured toward the sofa chair. "Take a seat," he said. "It'll be easier to talk that way."
She moved slowly, as if weighed down by invisible chains, before lowering herself onto the chair.
Finally, she took a shaky breath and gripped the fabric of her trousers tightly. "I'm pregnant," she revealed to him. "I'm sorry for hiding it from you."
She felt his intense stare on her, but she didn't flinch. She needed to say this—to lay the truth bare. "Last night, I was desperate. I needed shelter, and the only option I saw was you. That's why I asked you to sleep with me, thinking it would buy me time—keep me safe from the wolves hunting me." Her fingers tightened their hold, knuckles turning white. "I know I deceived you, but I did it for the life growing inside me. I mean... I thought if I told you the truth, you might kick me out of the hotel. However, I couldn't keep you in the dark anymore. You deserved to know the truth."
Gabriel remained silent, and Amelie felt her heart drumming against her chest. Was he furious? Would he punish her?
"I know what you're thinking," she continued. "You probably believe I'm using my unborn child as an excuse to save myself. But I swear that's not true. If it weren't for this baby, I would have accepted death. I just... I just wanted to protect my child and you refused to help me. That's why I said 'sleep with me'."
Now, the silence felt unbearable to her. She was prepared for his anger at her.
But then, Gabriel finally spoke, "I knew you were pregnant."
Amelie froze at her spot as her eyes widened in sheer disbelief. Her fingers, which had been gripping the fabric of her trousers moments ago, now lay motionless in her lap. She simply stared at him, her mind struggling to process his words.
"What?" The shock in her voice was undeniable. "If you knew I was pregnant, then why didn't you say anything?" Her voice rose slightly, her gaze locking onto his in disbelief.
Gabriel met her stare calmly. "I did say I could smell a wolf on you," he reminded her. "I sensed the presence of another life inside you. Why do you think I stopped myself from..." He trailed off, his piercing gaze softening as it landed on her tear-filled eyes.
Amelie swallowed hard, her voice trembling as she spoke. "It feels like I've become a woman with no dignity," she whispered. Her shoulders shook slightly, but she refused to look away. "I—I was scared last night. For me, you were the only hope."
Gabriel leaned forward slightly. "And I became that hope, didn't I?" he asked, his voice steady.
Amelie had no answer. Her heart pounded in her chest as a single tear slipped down her cheek. "You could have helped me without making me sleep with you," Amelie said.
"I did help you, Amelie. Do you really think that wolf didn't come looking for you even when I lied about you being my mate?" He cocked his eyebrow. "I only wanted to see how far you were willing to go to save your child. Everyone calls me the bastard prince, but even I have a shred of kindness in my heart."
He paused, his piercing gaze locked onto hers. "But what I couldn't ignore was the pull I felt toward you. That's why I kissed certain parts of your body—but I stopped myself from going any further. You can't deny that you welcomed those kisses too."
Amelie's tears stopped, and she took a deep breath, steadying herself. By now, Gabriel had let go of her chin, stepping back slightly.
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