Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 781

Chapter 781: Grown into a big boy

Carlos lifted a stray leaf from the top of Noah’s head, holding it up. "It’s a three-clover leaf," he whispered as if sharing a secret. "Do you want to see some magic with it?"

Noah watched with wide, rapt attention as Carlos placed the greenery in the center of the pup’s tiny, soft palm. Carlos ran his fingers over the leaf with a slow flourish, and a second later, a tiny white flower sat where the clover had been.

"Waaa!"

Noah’s eyes shone with pure wonder, his little mouth falling open. He began to babble a string of excited sounds, his tiny fingers reaching out to poke at the petal.

Carlos remained on his knees in front of the stroller, a genuine, soft smile reaching his eyes as he watched the boy’s reaction.

"Did you like it?" he asked, his voice low and warm.

Noah kicked his feet in the stroller, letting out a high-pitched squeal of delight that echoed through the garden.

"Noah, I’ll be leaving soon for my place," Carlos said, a touch of melancholy softening his voice. "I wonder... by the time I return, you might have already grown into a big boy. Maybe this tall," he added, gesturing with his hand as he imagined Noah running around on his own two feet, no longer needing the stroller.

The pup, however, was entirely lost in his own tiny world. He had already shredded the white flower in his hand, his chubby fingers repeatedly pressing and pulling at the petals until they were nothing but bruised fragments in his palm.

"Shall we go back into the house? Your father and mother will be awaiting your return," Carlos stated, rising to his feet and brushing the grass from his knees.

As he began to turn the stroller, a flurry of white butterflies suddenly descended, dancing in circles around Noah. The pup let out a series of melodic giggles, his arms flailing as he tried to catch the fluttering wings in mid-air.

"Look at that," Carlos said, a broad, genuine smile breaking across his face. "Even these little beings love our Noah."

He began to push the stroller back toward the mansion, the butterflies trailing them like escorts.

As they entered the mansion, Carlos found Amelie and Gabriel on the couch, their heads leaned close as they whispered to each other. The moment they noticed the stroller, they both pulled back.

"Carlos, you’ve returned! I hope Noah didn’t trouble you too much," Amelie said, rising to her feet instantly with a mother’s reflexive reach.

"Not at all. If anything, he only enjoyed our morning visit to the garden," Carlos replied, stepping back to watch as she scooped Noah into her arms.

"Bufu..." Noah babbled, his eyes shining a deep, ethereal blue as he looked up at her. He reached out a chubby, flower-stained hand to grab at her hair, his tiny face lit with a toothless grin.

Gabriel stood up as well, placing a hand on the small of Amelie’s back as he peered down at his son. "He looks like he’s had quite the adventure. Those blue eyes only get brighter when he’s been outside."

Carlos smiled as Noah continued his report on everything he had discovered in the garden.

"What’s bufu?" Amelie asked, tilting her head as she looked down at her son’s babbling face.

"That explains it," Amelie said with a soft laugh, kissing Noah’s forehead. "I’ll go feed him his milk now. You two should resume your conversation," she affirmed, giving Gabriel a lingering look before walking away toward the nursery with Noah in her arms. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

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