After freshening up and changing into comfortable home clothes, Amelie stood in front of the mirror. Instinctively, her hand rested on her stomach.
"Gabriel feels you," she murmured softly.
The thought brought both warmth and pain. Gabriel, a man with no biological connection to the child, could already sense the bond. Yet Alex, the pup’s own father, felt nothing. Not even an ounce of responsibility or attachment.
"I shouldn’t think about that jerk," she muttered. "This pup is mine alone."
With a deep breath, she exited the washroom and settled onto the bed, lying down to rest. But sleep didn’t come easily.
"Gabriel wants me in his life," she whispered into the dimly lit room. "He’s the first person who made me feel like I belong somewhere."
Yet, doubts gnawed at her. The way Gabriel’s brother had reacted upon seeing her was telling. His entire family, descendants of royal Alpha blood, would surely disapprove. And she? She was just an omega. A pregnant omega.
"I can’t ruin Gabriel’s reputation because of me," she thought bitterly.
And if their relationship became public, there was no doubt that her old pack would find out.
Her fingers clenched into the bedsheet. ’But shouldn’t Alex be the one shamed if the truth comes out?’ she thought. Amelie wanted him to suffer ten times more for the betrayal that had shattered her. And her sister... the very person who had betrayed her without a second thought.
"They deserve to pay," Amelie muttered, sitting up abruptly.
Determined, she slid on her slippers and left the room. She needed to see Gabriel.
Reaching his door, she knocked and waited. No response.
"Gabriel?" she called out, pushing the door slightly. To her surprise, it was unlocked.
Stepping inside, she was met with complete darkness. Gabriel wasn’t present in the room.
"Has he gone out?" Amelie murmured, stepping back before turning around.
She barely had time to react before colliding with something solid yet warm. A pair of strong arms wrapped around her, steadying her.
Looking up, she met Gabriel’s intense violet eyes.
"I—I wanted to talk to you," she stammered.
He let go of her as she took a step back.
"Speak," Gabriel said, and with a single clap, the room was instantly bathed in light.
Amelie’s gaze swept over him. Dressed entirely in black, he looked as imposing as ever, but something about him felt off. His fists were clenched tightly, as if someone angered him.
"Did something happen?" she asked.
Amelie hesitated before walking over and settling on the edge of the bed. "But his mate must be in danger. That’s why Ewan is asking for your help."
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