Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187: A peaceful end

Zilia stepped cautiously into the abandoned clock tower. The eerie silence of the midnight didn’t scare her.

But what scared her was whether Berik would come alone or not. Though she warned Estelle about it, but she hoped there wouldn’t be any conflict in catching Berik.

Her phone suddenly vibrated in her hand. She glanced at the screen and swiftly answered, pressing the phone close to her ear.

"It’ll take me about ten minutes to get there. Wait for me," Berik said.

She lowered the phone as she paced on the ground section of the tower. freewebnσvel.cѳm

As promised, Berik arrived at the clock tower ten minutes later, his footsteps echoing through the hollow, dust-laden structure.

"Where have you been?" he demanded the moment he saw her, frustration tightening his voice. "I tried asking the King, but there wasn’t a single word about you. You just vanished, Zilia."

Zilia held his gaze as she formed the lie.

"Someone from the South arrived unexpectedly," she said. "I had to leave with him for an urgent assignment near the border."

Berik narrowed his eyes. "Has Prince Casaio, or anyone else, started getting suspicious of you lately?"

She offered a faint, composed smile. "No. Why would they?"

"Zilia, do you really think you can fool me?" Berik muttered. Before she could react, he pulled out a knife.

"It’s time to give you a peaceful end," he hissed, stepping toward her.

But just as he raised the knife to strike, a powerful hand shot out and seized his wrist mid-air, twisting it with brutal force.

"Ahhh!" Berik cried out in agony.

Within seconds, another hand clamped around his throat, lifting him slightly off balance. He gasped, struggling for air, and his eyes widened in shock as he looked down.

Prince Casaio was holding him up in the air.

Terror surged through Berik’s veins. He clutched at Casaio’s hand, choking out, "Y-Your Highness..."

His voice faded as his vision blurred, darkness creeping in from the corners of his eyes.

Just as he teetered on the edge of unconsciousness, Casaio released him. Berik dropped to the ground, coughing violently while his body trembled as he sucked in air.

"Your Highness, please, you have to listen to me—Zilia is a spy!" Berik blurted, desperation dripping from his voice as he tried to shift the blame.

Casaio’s low growl echoed through the hollow clock tower, reverberating like thunder in the silence.

"Stay quiet," he commanded, his voice sharp and cold. "I don’t want to hear a single word from you."

Zilia stood frozen, her breath caught in her throat. She had never seen Casaio like this before. A shiver ran down her spine as she took an involuntary step back, her hands trembling at her sides.

"Take him away," Casaio ordered, his voice cold and unwavering as two warriors stepped forward to seize Berik by the arms.

As they dragged him away, Gabriel stepped out from the shadows, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

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