Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 629

Chapter 629: Remove the scent of her

Jeniva froze, her hands slipping from his shoulders as her bottom lip began to tremble. Large tears pooled in her eyes. "I’ll complain about you to my father," she whispered, sounding more like a wronged child than a royal aide.

Dominick broke into a genuine laugh, the sound rich and startling in the quiet of the room. It had been days since he had felt the urge to laugh like this. "You think your father can do something about this? I’m a prince, Jeniva. You’re forgetting who you are speaking to," he remarked.

"That’s why you act so highly of yourself," she shot back, ignoring his rank.

He had already gently unlatched her hands from his shoulders, shifting slightly to create a sliver of space between them. But Jeniva wasn’t finished. "Your Highness, your coat is drenched in that scent. You should definitely remove it. It makes me feel... Strange. And if you ask me to leave, I won’t. I feel good here. My room feels colder, even with the fireplace."

Dominick stared at her, his expression hardening as the truth settled heavily in his chest. He didn’t want a second mate; he had never planned for this. Destiny had played a cruel hand, placing an Omega in his path whose senses were clearly reacting to his pheromones.

He knew he had to reject her. He had to end this before she could develop true feelings, but looking at her swaying slightly, eyes clouded by whiskey and heat, he realized she wasn’t even sober enough to understand a rejection, let alone offer one herself.

"The coat stays on, Jeniva," he said firmly, though his heart hammered against his ribs. "And you are going to bed. Now."

"Huh?"

Before Jeniva could even process the shift in the air, Dominick moved quickly and scooped her into his arms.

"No! Let me go!" Jeniva shrieked. She began thrashing her legs and flailing her arms in the air like a child throwing a full-blown tantrum. One of her hands accidentally clipped his chin, but Dominick didn’t let go, his grip tightening as he navigated the corridors.

"Gosh! What kind of woman is she in her drunk state?" Dominick muttered under his breath, his jaw set in irritation. "And why the fuck did Evan leave like that, knowing a snowstorm was coming?"

By the time they reached her room, Dominick’s patience had evaporated. He walked to the center of the room and dropped her onto the mattress, not caring if the landing was particularly soft.

"Ahh... my back," Jeniva whimpered in pain, her body bouncing slightly on the bed. Her hair tumbled over her face in a messy curtain of silk. Before she could sit up to protest, the heavy quilt was whipped over her, pinning her down.

"Don’t come out of your room until you are sober. It’s better if you just fall asleep," Dominick commanded. He didn’t wait for a reply; he turned on his heel and strode out, shutting the door behind him.

Standing in the hallway, he took a deep breath, trying to remove the scent of her, and the lingering warmth of her body, out of his system. But how could he even do it? He removed his coat and walked straight to the living room.

~~~~~

Gabriel returned to the palace with Noah in the stroller while Carlos walked beside him. They had dropped Karmen off at his residence on the way.

Carlos simply smiled and shook his head, unaffected by Gabriel’s sudden intensity. "Nothing. Just a thought. Go ahead. Amelie must be waiting for you." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

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