Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 335

Chapter 335: Sage is controlling

Casaio’s fingers traced lightly across Zilia’s cheek, his touch lingering over the faint marks scattered along her neck and shoulders, remnants of the passion they had surrendered to the night before.

A quiet satisfaction flickered in his eyes; their love, which they had restrained for long, had finally claimed its rightful space.

Slipping from the bed, he padded into the washroom. The sound of the shower filled the silence, and as warm water cascaded over him, memories of her soft moans and the way she clung to him replayed vividly in his mind.

A smile tugged at his lips, refusing to fade even as he turned off the tap. Draping himself in a bathrobe, he brushed his teeth, the anticipation of returning to her already pulling him back toward the bedroom.

But Zilia was still fast asleep, her breathing steady, her hair spread across the pillow. Casaio paused for a moment, watching her, before deciding to let her rest undisturbed.

Dressing quietly, he made his way to the kitchen. A maid was already at work, and upon seeing him, bowed to him.

"I’ll cook today," he said. "Take care of the rest of the chores."

The maid gave a respectful bow before quietly leaving the kitchen.

Casaio busied himself with preparing a simple yet thoughtful breakfast. From the wall cabinet, he drew out a tray, ready to take it upstairs, when he suddenly felt a pair of arms circle his waist.

"Good morning," Zilia’s soft voice brushed against his ear.

A faint smile curving his lips. He released the tray and turned, finding her standing there in the dress he had bought for her not long ago. It had a deep blue fabric with flared sleeves, scattered with delicate white tulip prints.

"I was going to bring breakfast upstairs," he admitted, his gaze lingering on her. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yes," Zilia answered with a small nod, her voice carrying that softness only he could bring. She stepped past him gracefully, lifting the plates from the counter.

"I’ll take these," she said, carrying them out toward the sunlit table on the balcony, where the morning breeze already waited to embrace them.

Casaio helped her carry the dishes, and soon the two settled at the balcony table.

"We’ll visit Idris today after his classes," Casaio said as he lifted the spoon, tasting the soup he had carefully prepared.

Zilia set her fork down for a moment. "You’re working on the case related to hunters. I can visit Idris on my own. You should stay focused there."

A low chuckle left Casaio’s lips. "He waits more eagerly to see me than you," he teased lightly, then added with sincerity, "And I need to speak with the dean as well. Nick and June’s wedding is coming up soon. Idris will be there too. It’s important he feels part of our family."

Zilia’s smile deepened at his words, a warmth blooming in her chest. "Idris is lucky to have you as his brother-in-law," she said, picking up her fork again and taking a small bite of the omelette.

Casaio didn’t answer with words, only offered her one of his faint, thoughtful smiles. He lifted the glass of pomegranate juice, taking a sip as his gaze lingered on her.

’Why don’t you give it a try?’ Her wolf, Silver, asked. ’Karmen is out of our league now. He has rejected us twice. So, it’s better to explore,’ she opined.

’Sage is controlling. Can’t you feel it? And being an alpha, it makes him even more arrogant. You can’t see it, Silver,’ Katelyn murmured in the back of her head.

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