"Your Highness."
The maidservants dropped into deep, synchronized curtsies the moment Gabriel strode into the sunlit chamber.
He barely acknowledged them, his mind racing far ahead of his body.
"Where’s Mother?" he asked, his eyes already scanning the empty seating area.
"Her Majesty has gone to the rose garden," the eldest maid replied quickly, smoothing her apron. "I’ll fetch her at once—"
"Gabriel?" Mabel’s gentle voice cut through the air from the doorway. She stood framed in the arch, a light shawl draped over her shoulders. "What is it, darling? You look—"
She stopped, reading the storm on his face before he turned fully toward her. The maidservant froze mid-step, sensing the shift in the air. The other attendants quietly retreated to the corners with their heads bowed.
"Katelyn... She’s been abducted." Gabriel delivered the news to her. Noah’s tiny face turned upset hearing that name.
Mabel’s hand flew to her chest. The color drained from her face in an instant, her steps faltering as if the floor had tilted beneath her. The attendant behind her reached out instinctively, steadying her elbow, but Mabel barely noticed.
"What?" she whispered. "How? Who did it?"
Gabriel crossed the distance between them in three long strides.
"I just got the call from Sage," he said, though his own heart was hammering hard enough to drown out everything else. "It happened this morning. It seemed the one behind it was Ophelia."
"Find her," she pleaded, voice barely above a whisper. "Gabriel, please bring my daughter home."
"I will," he promised. He pulled her into a brief, fierce embrace, feeling her shake against him. "I swear it, Mom. I will."
"I’m leaving Noah with you," Gabriel said. He carefully transferred his son into Mabel’s waiting arms. "Amelie’s bathing. I don’t trust anyone else around, just family. Tell Father and the others what’s happened. And when Amelie’s out, make sure she knows: she stays inside the palace. No one leaves these walls. Not a single one of you."
Mabel nodded, her eyes brimming with tears, and her arms instinctively curling protectively around Noah. The little boy blinked up at his father. A small, confused whimper escaped him as he reached one chubby hand toward Gabriel’s face.
Gabriel’s heart twisted. He leaned down, pressing a fierce, lingering kiss to the soft curls on top of Noah’s head, breathing in the sweet baby scent that always grounded him.
"I’ll bring you aunt back," he whispered against his son’s hair. "I promise."
Then he straightened, gave his mother one last look before disappearing. He was now in Carlos’s room, who was drinking the water and lowered the glass upon seeing the Alpha Prince.
"We must hurry. Ophelia has taken Kate," Gabriel said urgently as he strode toward him.
"What? How is that possible? Did Katelyn remove the ring?" Carlos asked, his voice laced with alarm.
’I need to get out of this place. She may use me to lure Amelie and Gabriel here.’ Katelyn still was unable to connect with her wolf, which seemed like was because of the magic she was bound with.
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