"Stop the car at a nearby hotel," Gabriel ordered the driver. "The rain is heavy, and I wish to rest tonight before heading to the capital."
His beta immediately leaned forward, giving the driver directions to the nearest hotel. The vehicle smoothly adjusted course, cutting through the rain-soaked streets as Gabriel leaned back in his seat, his eyes staring out at the stormy night beyond the window.
Finally, the car screeched to a stop before a hotel, Gabriel's beta quickly stepped out, opening an umbrella to shield him from the heavy downpour.
Gabriel had just placed his foot on the wet pavement when, out of nowhere, a woman threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around him in a desperate embrace. "Please, help me."
He stiffened at the unexpected contact. She was completely drenched, her clothes clinging to her trembling form, and her entire body quaked with fear.
"And why should I help you?" He asked.
Amelie was scared thinking he would push her away and the wolves might catch her. The next words shocked not only her, but also him, "Sleep with me."
Her breathless, desperate words stunned him—she was asking to sleep with him.
Gabriel's violet eyes darkened as he regarded her with intrigue. Did she not know who he was? Such a bold request, coming from a woman so fragile, both amused and piqued his curiosity.
He had never allowed women to get close to him, not since he had given up on finding his mate. The moon goddess had seemingly denied him that bond, and he had long believed it was because she also despised him.
And yet, here was this woman, pressing herself against him in the pouring rain, asking for something no one had dared demand of him before.
Gabriel without any hesitation agreed to sleep with her and carried her in his arms in a bridal style. Before heading inside, he gave a befitting reply to the approaching warrior wolf.
Amelie started feeling nervous when Gabriel walked through the hotel's lobby and many eyes casted on them. She didn't dare to look up since she didn't want anyone to recognize her.
She barely noticed when they arrived at the grand suite, too lost in her own thoughts. It was only when Gabriel gently set her down that she realized they were inside the suite. Her hands remained on his arms as she whispered, "Thank you."
But her relief was short-lived.
"Shall we begin, miss?" Gabriel's deep, velvety voice once again sent a shiver down her spine, reminding her why she was here.
Before she could react, his thumb brushed against her rain-kissed lips, making her breath hitch. Slowly, she lifted her gaze, meeting his striking violet eyes.
"Do you want to take a bath first," he mused, "or should we do it right away?"
Amelie's heart pounded violently against her ribs.
"I'll shower first," she replied quickly, her fingers fidgeting against the fabric of her damp dress.
Gabriel didn't press further, simply watching her with amusement.
As she turned away, she clenched her hands to steady herself. She couldn't tell him she was pregnant. Not yet. If he knew, he might throw her out, and she had nowhere else to go.
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