The Past 12
Amelie let out a quiet breath of relief, the tension finally easing now that Anaya and Ophelia had left the house that night. She finished putting on her nightdress and brushing her hair, then moved toward the bed when Gabriel suddenly appeared, seemingly out of thin air, in front of her.
"You!" she exclaimed in shock, whipping her head around to check the door. Although it was locked, she wanted to be certain of their privacy.
Gabriel didn’t answer her shock, choosing instead to pull her into a tight hug. She smiled, her hands moving instinctively to his sturdy back, feeling the hard muscles underneath the silk of his shirt.
"Is there something you’re hiding from me?" Amelie suddenly asked, her relief abruptly overshadowed by doubt. She took a small step back, looking intently into his eyes. "Regarding our charts."
Gabriel peered into her eyes, immediately deciding that deception was not an option. "There was one detail, yes," he admitted softly. "But I don’t believe in such things, Amelie. If we have accepted each other as our mates from the bottom of our hearts, then we are mates, regardless of what some the stars says." He tightened his grip on her hand. "Besides, I’ve already marked you. That deep, instinctual bond is far more sacred than any mere marriage or prediction."
"Means what Anaya said was true," Amelie whispered, her voice cracking. "Do you know what she told me?" Her eyes suddenly brimmed up with tears with fear.
Gabriel instantly realized the depth of the hurt his mate was feeling. When Amelie narrated the full details of her conversation with Anaya, the blackmail, and how she would bring his doom, his blood boiled with an unexpected and violent rage. All he wanted was to find Anaya and end her malice immediately.
"But mother and father have asked them to leave," Amelie said, trying hard to maintain control of herself as she didn’t want to break down crying. "They are no longer in this house."
"I’m glad your parents acted so swiftly," Gabriel said, his mind already shifting to strategy. "But where exactly are they staying? I need to keep a close check on them. They must not be allowed to interfere or cause any trouble until we both get married."
Amelie clung to his silk shirt, her eyes still clouded by Anaya’s vicious words. "Gabriel, I won’t bring any doom to you, right? You’ll always be safe, won’t you?" she asked, the genuine doubt filling her gaze.
"Anaya said we wouldn’t be together in this lifetime," Amelie whispered brokenly, the fear gripping her. "I can’t live without you, Gabriel. I’ve imagined my entire lifetime with you. I—I don’t want to—"
A gentle finger was immediately placed on her lips to silence her distress. "Shh! Stop crying first." Gabriel’s thumb tenderly wiped the tears from under her eyes. "I can’t live without you either, Ame. Just forget everything that witch told you. She’s filled with nothing but malice and negativity. Trust the Moon Goddess and trust our love," he whispered, planting a reassuring kiss directly in the middle of her forehead.
He then guided her to the bed and made her lie down on it.

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