Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 618

Chapter 618: Had a mountain of words

Jeniva stood in the center of the grand chamber. The servant who had escorted her had vanished, leaving her alone in a room that felt too large and far too quiet. On the coffee table, a stack of disorganized papers hinted at a prince who was drowning in work.

"Why are you here?"

The sudden cold voice made Jeniva jump, her heart hammering against her ribs as Dominick brushed past her. He moved with a restless speed after what transpired between him and Juniper earlier in the morning.

"Didn’t His Highness request for me?" Jeniva asked, her voice small as she followed him. "The file. You requested the reporting officer to bring it personally. My senior, Sentinel Cooper, told me it was my duty to deliver it since I was on the field."

Dominick didn’t look at her. He snatched the file from her hands, his fingers brushing hers for a fraction of a second, feeling again the same electric feeling he wasn’t supposed to.

"I didn’t ask them to send you," he stated. "I expected the one who commanded you to report to me. I have no time for the perspectives of subordinates."

Jeniva bit the inside of her cheek, the sting of his dismissal fueling a spark of hidden irritation. She remained quiet, standing at attention as Dominick flipped the file open.

"You can go," Dominick muttered, his eyes never leaving the documents. His dismissal was cold. It was a clear signal that her presence was no longer required, or desired.

Jeniva bowed her head. She spun on her boots, ready to make a swift exit, when Evan stepped into the chamber.

"Oh, Jeniva!" His face lit up with a genuine warmth. He greeted the Alpha Prince quickly with a respectful nod before turning his full attention back to her. "It’s good that you’re here."

Jeniva managed a small, grateful smile, returning the greeting.

"I have an important message for you," Evan continued, his tone turning professional. "For the upcoming mission in Gridlock, you’re supposed to go with us."

Dominick’s head snapped up, his brow furrowing in a deep frown. "Evan, what is going on? Why would a junior officer be assigned? I specifically asked them to send someone capable," he questioned, his voice laced with confusion and irritation.

"Your Highness, I apologize for not explaining it right away," Evan replied calmly. He reached into the inner pocket of his coat and pulled out a white envelope embossed with the official seal of the Sentinel Corps.

"The Head Sentinel personally recommended her name for the strike team. He believes her field experience can help us in much better way."

Dominick stared at the envelope and took it from him.

"His Highness has a problem with me just because I asked to be by his side to work for him," Jeniva remarked with a daring edge. She had a mountain of words she wanted to throw at Dominick, critiques of his coldness and his arrogance, but his royal status acted like a muzzle, which was even more frustrating.

Dominick glanced at her, but he didn’t bother opening the envelope yet.

Dominick stared at the paper for a long moment before folding it back into the envelope. He reached out and pressed a silver bell on the table. Almost instantly, a servant walked in and bowed. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

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