Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 613

Chapter 613: Honest about their hate

"Juniper must be struggling on her own," Amelie murmured, her voice laced with a gentle reproach. She focused on the task at hand, carefully dabbing moisturizer onto Noah’s soft cheeks. "You should have given her a few more days, Gabriel. Finding a decent place to live isn’t something that can be done in a single afternoon."

Gabriel stood by the window with a rigid posture. "I have to return the sword to its original place," he stated.

Amelie paused, looking up at him with a frown. "You intend to return to Aurevalis just to exhume the late King’s grave again? That is nothing but an unnecessary ordeal, Gabriel. Keep the sword safe here. I truly believe the late King would have wanted his legacy to remain in the hands of those who can protect it."

Gabriel remained silent, his gaze fixed on the horizon as he weighed her words. After a long moment of contemplation, he gave a curt, reluctant nod of agreement. On the bed between them, Noah grunted with effort, flipping onto his stomach and using his elbows to commando-crawl toward the edge of the mattress, away from the sticky scent of the lotion.

"Juniper made terrible mistakes, I know," Amelie continued, her tone softening as she watched the toddler. "But look at how she was raised. She was essentially an orphan in her own home; no one loved her there except for her mother, and when she was gone, Juniper became alone. She became a product of her environment, a person shaped by neglect and coldness."

She sighed, reaching out to steady Noah before he crawled too far. "In hindsight, Brother Casaio and Zilia were always going to have to answer to the people eventually. The truth Zilia carried was a ticking bomb; in a way, the revelation was inevitable. Please, Gabriel... Let’s find it in ourselves to forgive what she said about Noah. I am certain that in the silence of that empty house, she is drowning in regret."

Amelie watched as Noah gave an indignant little huff, wriggling with all his might to escape her hold. Smiling, she climbed down from the bed and gently placed him on the thick, warm carpet. Freed from the constraints of the mattress, Noah took off with renewed energy, his tiny hands and knees padding softly against the plush fabric as he began his exploration.

Gabriel moved away from the window, his shadow falling over her as he came to sit at her side. He watched his son for a long moment, the hardness in his eyes finally beginning to melt into something more vulnerable.

"Fine. If you say so... I will try to make my heart big enough to forgive her this time."

Amelie looked up at him, a spark of relief shining in her eyes. "Thank you, Gabriel. It’s not just for her sake; it’s for yours. Carrying that much anger is a heavy burden."

"Noah, come to us!" Gabriel called out, his voice softening into a playful lilt.

The little boy paused, his head tilting as he processed the command. With a wide, toothless grin, he began the clumsy process of reversing, his tiny knees shuffling backward across the carpet before he pivoted toward them. He moved with a determined focus, occasionally losing his balance and tumbling onto his side, only to push himself back up with a burst of giggles and renewed spirit.

"Oh, my boy!" Gabriel laughed, leaning down to scoop the toddler into his arms. He hoisted Noah high into the air, the boy’s joyful shrieks filling the room. "You’re going to be a big man soon, aren’t you? That felt wonderful, right? Go on, try once more."

He lowered Noah back onto the warm carpet, watching with pride as the child immediately began his next mission.

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