Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189: Let her suffer hell

Amelie returned to the room, feeling strangely lighter after her heartfelt conversation with Queen Mabel.

She sat beside Gabriel, who was still fast asleep. A soft smile touched her lips as she gently ran her fingers through his tousled hair.

"I didn’t see any mark on you," she whispered to herself. "And I have no idea if I have one either..."

Her thoughts lingered for a moment longer before she rose and headed to the bathroom for a bath.

When she stepped out later, wrapped in a bathrobe, her damp hair clung to her shoulders. She began drying it with a towel, only to pause when she noticed the bed empty.

Her gaze shifted toward the open balcony door, curtains swaying lightly in the breeze.

Before she could call out, strong arms circled her waist from behind, pulling her back into a warm, familiar embrace.

Gabriel’s breath tickled her ear as he pressed his face into her neck, inhaling deeply.

"You went for a bath without me?" he murmured in a low, sleep-laced voice. "Why didn’t you wake me?"

Amelie’s lips curved slightly. "You were on a mission last night. I figured you returned late... and needed the rest more than I did."

Her hands came to rest over his, fingers brushing his knuckles gently.

Gabriel nuzzled her hair before speaking again, his tone shifting to something more serious. "We caught Berik, and a few other wolves who were working under his command."

Her eyes widened slightly. "Really? That’s good, but... what about Zilia? Will she still be punished?"

Gabriel hummed. "The council has been summoned today. Her fate will be decided by them. I do hope she gets a death sentence."

Amelie heart sank to learn that and she turned to look at him. "But she was caught in this mess, wasn’t she? Won’t it be too ruthless to punish her?" she asked.

"Spies must be eliminated. That’s their fate, Ame," Gabriel said firmly.

He softened a little, lowering his tone as his hand slid to her bump, caressing it with quiet reverence.

"But let’s not speak of it in front of Noa," he whispered. "They might hear... and feel our worry."

Amelie opened her mouth to respond, but Gabriel gently ended the conversation there.

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