Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83: Can’t leave my side

The truth didn’t shake Gabriel’s feelings for Amelie in the slightest. If anything, it made his resolve stronger.

"Where did this High Priest live?" he asked calmly.

"The High Priest passed away... ten years ago, Your Highness," Samyra replied with a respectful bow of her head.

"I see." But Gabriel wasn’t done. "Why didn’t Mrs. Conley ever tell Amelie the truth? I assume she kept it hidden from everyone. Did the High Priest say anything more to you? You should speak now, because I am the only one who can keep Amelie safe," he said.

He caught the flicker of hesitation in Samyra’s eyes.

"I’m not trying to force it out of you," Gabriel continued. "But it’s better if you speak of your own accord. Tell me, during the ceremony, the moment Amelie was revealed to be an omega... was that the High Priest’s doing?"

Samyra hesitated, then nodded. "Yes."

"Interesting," Gabriel murmured, stepping closer. "Then answer the question you left untouched. Why?"

"To keep Amelie out of other people’s sights," Samyra said quietly.

"You mean... to limit her? Suppress her? And is that why she was treated so cruelly?" Gabriel’s anger suddenly flared. "It almost feels like Mrs. Conley deliberately mistreated her eldest daughter. Or is there more that you’re still hiding? Something you don’t have the courage to say aloud?"

Samyra’s lips pressed tightly together. Her throat felt parched. She wanted to beg him to stop asking, to leave the past buried, but she couldn’t bring herself to say it.

Gabriel’s violet eyes glinted with rising fury. "Why the silence, Mrs. Conley? Why is it so hard for you to speak plainly?"

After a moment, he said what she feared the most. "Amelie loved Alex... but that bastard didn’t die, did he?"

"No," Samyra admitted. "He didn’t. Maybe it was fate. Maybe they simply weren’t meant to be. But you, Prince Gabriel, you could be the one the High Priest spoke of. You’ve done so much for her. You could—"

"I’m not sending her back," Gabriel cut her off coldly. "She’s not returning to that place. You may go."

He turned to walk toward the mansion, but Samyra’s voice stopped him.

"There’s something else," she said. "The High Priest... he told me Amelie was cursed by a witch in her last life. The curse would break only if she met a man in this life... but he would have to pay a price to love her."

Gabriel paused.

"That’s why he told me never to let her leave the Red River Pack. I wasn’t trying to be cruel. I was trying to protect her. But... I became a bad mother instead," Samyra confessed, her head bowed in shame.

Gabriel turned his head slightly. "What if the High Priest didn’t see the full truth?"

"Every word he ever spoke eventually came true," she countered, still respectfully. "Your Highness."

"And what if he only saw a fragment of Amelie’s fate?" Gabriel asked softly. "Perhaps destiny brought her to me, despite your best efforts to keep her caged. And now... she can’t leave my side. We’re to be married a week from now."

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