Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 606

Chapter 606: Gabriel’s heart stopped

Gabriel and Amelie stood together under the shroud of a moonless sky. The stars offered little light, as if the heavens themselves were holding their breath.

"I have to go now," Gabriel murmured. They turned to face one another fully, their fingers interlaced in a desperate, grounding grip.

"I’ll be there soon," Amelie promised, her eyes reflecting a fierce resolve that matched his own.

"I trust you," Gabriel replied softly. He stepped closer, his hands sliding from her grip to her shoulders. He leaned in, pressing a firm kiss to the center of her forehead, a silent vow of protection.

Leading her back into the warmth of the main hall, they found the remaining family gathered in a tense vigil. Carlos, Mona, and Zilia had already departed with Karmen, leaving a noticeable void in the room. Gabriel finally released Amelie’s hand, his gaze lingering on his parents before shifting to the crib. Little Noah was awake, his wide, innocent eyes tracking his father’s movements.

"I’ll be back soon," Gabriel said, more to the infant than anyone else. Then, with a sudden shimmer of displaced air, he vanished.

He landed in the heart of the abandoned district, landing silently several meters away from Ophelia’s weathered hideout. Thanks to his orders, the neighbors had been moved to emergency shelters, ensuring that no innocent blood would be spilled in the crossfire.

"I’ve come for you, Ophelia!" Gabriel’s voice boomed. "Your games end tonight. So, come out and embrace death."

Inside the dim, cramped cottage, Ophelia jumped, her hand twitching over the bubbling cauldron. She had been staring at the window, waiting for the first sliver of moonlight to bless her brew. Hearing Gabriel’s voice so close, so soon, sent a jolt of shock through her, but it was quickly eclipsed by a dark smirk on her lips.

She crept toward the window, peeling back the heavy curtain just enough to peer out. She had expected to have to hunt him, to lure him into a trap through Amelie. Instead, the Alpha Prince had delivered himself right to her doorstep.

"So, the lion comes to the witch’s den," she whispered, her eyes glowing with a glint.

Ophelia stepped out of the door. Gabriel stood his ground, his knuckles white as he clenched his fists.

"You found out everything about your past, didn’t you?" Ophelia asked. She sauntered toward him, stopping only a few paces away. "That old witch really did her job before she withered away and died," she muttered, a flicker of annoyance crossing her face at the mention of her rival.

"It’s surprising you didn’t join your daughter in hell after all these years," Gabriel stated in mockery.

Ophelia’s composure shattered as her voice rose to a shriek. "How dare you! How dare you speak Anaya’s name with your filthy mouth?"

"Your daughter was the one who was filthy," Gabriel countered with unflinching gaze. He took a predatory step forward. "Watch your words, Ophelia. You see, I am not the same Gabriel you broke in a past life. I remember the pain, and thus time I won’t let you win."

Ophelia let out a laugh. "You think a few memories make you a god? Tonight, I will make you watch as the Sinclairs are erased. I will start with your precious Amelie, and I will end with your son."

Gabriel took a step forward to reach her neck and break it, but he stopped. He couldn’t lose his composure and the plan.

"The curse broke the moment I recognized Amelie’s soul," Gabriel lied. He just needed her distracted. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

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