Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Coaxed a soft moan

Amelie rested her head on Gabriel’s shoulder, his fingers gently entwined with hers.

"You never told me this pendant was a gift from your mother," she said softly, brushing her fingertips over the stone.

A flicker of annoyance flashed in Gabriel’s eyes, but he quickly masked it. "Did my brothers mention it?" he asked. "There’s a reason I never brought it up."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "Why didn’t you call me the night you were attacked?" It wasn’t what he’d intended to talk about right now, but somehow, the conversation had taken them here.

Amelie lifted her head from his shoulder to look at him. "I didn’t want to disturb you. Besides, Prince Casaio and Dominick stopped anything serious from happening," she explained.

Gabriel exhaled slowly. "I think it was my mother."

Amelie’s brows furrowed. "What do you mean?"

"You were late to walk down the aisle. She must have tried to convince you to run," he said, a hint of bitterness lacing his voice. "If there’s anyone unhappy with my choice, it’s her."

Amelie stared at him in silence for a moment. "It could be someone else, Gabriel. You can’t accuse your mother without proof."

"I have proof," he said flatly.

Her eyes widened. "What proof?"

Gabriel’s gaze sharpened. "What did she say to you right before the wedding?"

Amelie hesitated. "She... she only told me to be a good wife to you," she lied, avoiding his eyes.

Gabriel studied her quietly. "Don’t lie to me. There’s no point in doing so."

He reached for her hand gently. "Still... thank you for coming to the altar. Thank you for letting me hold your hand. You might not be perfect in their eyes, but to me, you’re more than perfect."

He leaned his head back on her shoulder, breathing in her soft, floral scent.

Amelie’s heart fluttered in her chest. "Your mother gave you this pendant to protect you... yet you suspect her? Doesn’t that mean she cares?"

Gabriel lifted his head, their eyes locking. "Why are we even talking about her right now?" he murmured before trailing soft kisses along her jawline. "You haven’t marked me yet."

"I forgot," Amelie replied, her lips pressed together in a smile.

"You can do it now," he said, casually pulling off his sweatshirt.

She blinked and chuckled. "No, not like this."

Gabriel tilted his head, teasing, "So you want me to set the mood? A little romance first?"

"That’s not what I meant," Amelie said with a laugh. She lifted her hand and gently traced the sculpted lines of his chest with her fingertips.

Gabriel groaned, his wolf growling softly in approval. He remained still at his place, letting her admire him.

"Turn around," Amelie said suddenly. "I want to see your back."

"You do it," he murmured against her throat, his warm lips leaving a trail before kissing the center of it.

"We—we’re coming in a while!" Amelie called out, trying not to respond shakily.

Gabriel smirked at the sound of her voice. He could feel her struggle to remain composed, and it excited him. His hand came to rest just above her left breast, and with a gentle, teasing caress, he coaxed a soft moan from her.

"Gabriel, we... we need to hurry downstairs," she reminded him, even as her eyes fluttered from his touch.

Her protest faded the moment he gave her breast a tender squeeze. "Mmmh," she whimpered softly.

Gabriel’s smirk deepened. "Just a minute more," he whispered, eyes locked onto hers, which were filled with heat and reverence.

"Just stop for now," Amelie said.

Gabriel didn’t press further and ended it with a soft kiss on the middle of her forehead. "In the honeymoon, there will be no soul to disturb us," he proclaimed.

Amelie gulped to hear that statement. Because that would mean, Gabriel would not let her leave the bed. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

He made her sit and grabbed his sweatshirt. Getting down from the bed, he said, "You can wait for me downstairs." His thumb brushed her lips before he walked away.

Amelie’s fingers curled up and a small smile graced her lips. As she took her phone, the light on the screen glowed. She saw some of the messages, including her sister’s.

"Alex is dead!" Amelie read.

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