Casaio didn’t wish to speak about Zilia to any of his parents. And now, suddenly his mother asked about her, which made him uneasy.
"You can go ahead and search someone for me," Casaio said. He felt if he would tell his mother how Zilia betrayed him, she would not even let Dominick marry the woman of his choice. As for Zilia’s punishment, he decided to make it happen in San Ravendale only. He had no intention to bring her to the palace.
Meanwhile, Mabel looked at her son in bewilderment. "What did you say?" She only wanted to confirm she didn’t hear anything wrong.
"I severed ties with Zilia. Forgive me for not telling about it earlier," Casaio said, keeping the normal face. He had no intention to show her the turmoil he underwent all this time.
"Did something happen between you both? Ask her to meet me once," Mabel said.
"She has left the capital forever," Casaio replied.
"What?" Mabel frowned. "Why didn’t you tell me before?"
"What difference would it have made? Mom, I won’t object for the proposal you bring for me. I will accept it without any protest. As for Zilia, I hope we never talk about her," he requested.
Mabel didn’t say much. "Fine. You took many years to realize that Zilia isn’t the one for you," she muttered.
"I won’t tell Gabriel it was you, who tried kidnapping Amelie," Casaio assured her. "However, I want you to stop here. Amelie is currently pregnant. You know this well too. If anything wrong happens, Gabriel will keep blaming you all his life."
"I wasn’t going to do anything to her pup. I only wanted to prevent their wedding to take place. But it seems fate had other plans," Mabel said, sighing. "In my eyes, Amelie isn’t suited for Gabriel."
Casaio turned quiet, not understanding what was exactly in his mother’s heart. Sometimes she would talk so softly that it would show she was vulnerable inside. But the other times, it appeared she only wanted to assert her authority.
"I’ll ask for you once I find the suitable woman for you. You should marry soon and get yourself ready to become the next Alpha King," she explained.
"Yes, Mom," Casaio replied, not objecting her.
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Amelie collapsed onto the bed, her arms sprawled out as she rested on her stomach. The day with Gabriel had been filled with laughter and adventure, but now her body begged for rest. Her legs ached in a way they never had before, pulsing with exhaustion.
Gabriel, in the middle of unbuttoning his shirt, paused when he noticed her discomfort. Quietly folding up his sleeves, he headed to the bathroom.
A few moments later, he returned with a tub filled with warm water in which he already had added the salt. Placing it gently at the foot of the bed, he knelt beside it.
"Sweetheart," Gabriel called her affectionately.
Amelie turned her head slowly, her brows furrowing with curiosity. "What is it?"
"Nothing," he said with a soft smile. "Come sit up."
She obeyed, albeit lazily, and watched as he carefully lifted her legs and guided them into the warm tub.
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