Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 164

Chapter 164: Messing with your peace

"You’re not wrong in your stance," Amelie said gently, "but your brother isn’t either. He just approaches things differently than you do. That doesn’t make him weak, it just means his perspective isn’t the same as yours."

She paused, meeting Gabriel’s gaze. "I know you care about him, Gabriel. I see it. But maybe you could be a little less harsh with him. Because when you’re not... others might assume you feel nothing. And that’s not true."

Gabriel’s eyes flickered, surprise softening his features.

"You might not show your care the way others do," she continued, "but I can see it clearly."

Something shifted inside Gabriel. Her words didn’t just comfort him, they reached a part of him he often kept buried.

’She sees what others can’t,’ he thought.

’She is our mate,’ Valko, his wolf, murmured in the back of his mind. ’She understands us.’

’Yeah...’ Gabriel agreed silently. ’She really does.’

But before he could say anything aloud, Amelie suddenly covered her mouth, her face contorting with discomfort.

"Amelie?" Gabriel stepped forward, concern flashing in his eyes.

Without answering, she turned and rushed out of the kitchen.

Without hesitation, Gabriel followed her in worry. Casaio, Karmen and Denzel noticed them running upstairs.

"Is she alright?" Denzel murmured in concern.

"I think she’s suffering from the morning sickness," Casaio said.

Meanwhile, upstairs in the bathroom, Amelie threw up while Gabriel caressed her back in gentle pats.

Amelie made her way to the sink and rinsed her mouth.

"Ame, the morning sickness started again. Is it triggered because of the espresso?" Gabriel questioned, taking out the towel from the cupboard. He dabbed her mouth with it and saw her shaking the head in refusal.

"No. I did feel nauseated since I woke up. But I ignored it since I craved for espresso too," Amelie said, lowering the towel from his hand to wipe her hands with it.

"You should’ve told me," Gabriel said and brought her to the bedroom. Making her sit on the bed, he continued, "Even if you crave for such things, avoid them. You may feel weak after throwing up."

"Hmm... I won’t be eating breakfast," Amelie murmured, curling slightly as she pulled her legs up onto the bed.

Gabriel, still crouched on his legs, tried again gently. "What about some porridge? It’s much lighter, and at least it’ll fill your stomach a little."

"I’ll eat in the afternoon," she said, resting her head against the headboard. "I just feel... really strange right now."

Gabriel climbed onto the bed beside her and placed a hand softly over her growing bump. "But staying on an empty stomach isn’t good for you. Noa needs nourishment too, for their growth."

Amelie smiled faintly, her hand coming up to rest against her chest. "I know... but if I eat now, I might just throw it all up again. Once this nausea passes, I’ll eat. Don’t worry, okay?"

Gabriel frowned slightly, but nodded. "I’ll ask Skye if there’s something that can—"

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