Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 350

Chapter 350: Become mine and complete me

"You called Katelyn to see you first. Why?" Gabriel asked, having overheard the phone conversation.

"Ophelia could hurt her too, right?" Amelie replied, her voice tinged with worry. "I’ve been thinking about it constantly. I expected Kate to be back by the afternoon. She needs to wear the bracelet so nothing happens to her." She paused, a hint of regret in her tone. "I... I couldn’t wait until tomorrow morning. Maybe I should’ve asked Karmen to go to Katelyn’s house instead that night."

"Calm down, Ame," Gabriel said, lowering himself onto the bed. "She’s a Sinclair. She can handle herself. Besides, Ophelia can’t get close enough to harm her. Kate may be naive about some things, but she won’t fail to recognize a witch."

"I understand," Amelie said.

"Mom would have worried endlessly if she thought something might go wrong. And now that you’ve asked Kate to be here by evening, she will be."

"She’s with Sage in another city. He keeps her busy all the time," Amelie muttered.

"Because Kate is his secretary," Gabriel replied, a small smile tugging at his lips. "In that regard, I kept asking you not to work. But you did. You would say you loved doing work."

"That’s different. I’m not a princess. Kate was born in luxury and she... She..." Her words faltered as she was unable to understand what to speak next.

"She might be a princess, but she still has a lot to learn. Ame, don’t worry about her because she can take care of herself. As for her safety, there’s no need to be concerned." Gabriel rose from the bed and walked to the shelf. "I bought a book on parenting the other day. Want to read it with me?"

"Sure," Amelie replied, welcoming the distraction.

Gabriel settled beside her, holding the book open. "The author says many new parents read this to understand the difference between right and wrong approaches to raising children. I’m hoping to gain some insight from it," he explained.

He shifted closer under the blanket, draping an arm gently around her shoulders and drawing her near before flipping the pages. The warmth of his presence was comforting as they began reading together.

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Casaio stepped into the house, letting out a deep breath, and headed straight for the bedroom. His eyes immediately fell on the recliner, where Zilia lay curled beneath a thin blanket, a pen and notepad resting atop her.

He approached quietly, picking up the notepad. Flipping through the pages, he discovered she had meticulously jotted down notes for nearly every day—what to cook for meals, little plans she thought might win Casaio’s heart.

Zilia’s head lifted slightly from the recliner, her half-lidded eyes meeting Casaio’s calm figure. She straightened, rubbing her eyes, and mumbled softly, "Cas."

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