Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 807

"Don't choose survival over sentiments. Choose right over wrong," Casaio answered. He gave the wine in his glass another slow swirl before taking a long sip.

"You chose to step away from a relationship that lasted seven years, Nick. That's what makes your feelings so questionable, even to yourself. It was a bond you didn't fight to keep safe. But yes, it started with me. I ruined your day and Juniper's. It's not about taking the blame, but I refuse to ignore the fact that I stole the happiness a woman is entitled to on her wedding day."

Dominick shook his head. "Discussing a past that is so badly cracked is no longer useful," he affirmed. He chugged the remaining wine in his glass and set it down hard on the table with a definitive click.

"I felt Juniper wouldn't change if I stayed by her side. And in a way, I'm glad I walked away from her, because that was the only way to turn things for the better," he explained.

"I admit it looks like seven years of feelings vanished in an instant, as June and everyone else seems to think. But it's not true," Dominick countered. "I chose to go to Gridlock because staying here was eating me alive. Everyone around me was with their mates, flourishing, while I was reeling from betrayal. I never even wanted to be with Jeniva at first because of everything I'd undergone."

He looked at his empty glass. "When the bond refused to break, I realized I needed to see what was beyond the pain. At least with Jeniva, there are no games. She doesn't lie to me. If she's upset, she says it. I think that's the kind of honesty I never truly received with June."

Dominick then rose to his feet. "Good night, Brother." With that, he turned and walked out of Casaio's sight.

Upon reaching his private chambers, he stripped away the day and prepared for bed. But sleep refused to come. After tossing and turning for more than thirty minutes, the walls of the room began to feel like a cage.

He finally sat up, threw on some light gear, and left the palace.

It had been far too long since he last shifted, since he had let the instinct take over the intellect. Once he reached the edge of the royal grounds, he transformed.

Black tore through the large stretch of forest, paws thumping against the damp earth. The rush of the wind against his fur and the sharp scents of the night brought a sense of clarity.

'We shall do this occasionally,' Black said in Dominick's mind, reveling in the freedom of the run.

'You are right,' Dominick agreed, pushing his muscles harder.

An hour later, he returned. Instead of heading back to bed, he teleported to Jeniva's place.

His feet landed softly on the carpet of her bedroom. He scanned the room, expecting to see her asleep in bed, but he was surprised to find her curled up on the floor with a thick duvet wrapped tightly around her like a cocoon.

A low chuckle escaped his mouth at the sight. Moving with silence, he leaned down and gathered her into his arms.

She shifted slightly, murmuring in her sleep, but he held her steady, ensuring she didn't wake. He laid her gently onto the mattress and adjusted the duvet to cover her properly.

After brushing a stray lock of hair away from her face, his gaze swept the room until he spotted a chair near the desk. Without making a sound, he brought it to the bedside and sat down.

His hands clasped in his lap as he watched the steady rise and fall of her chest.

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