Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 595

Chapter 595: Shouldn’t waste a single second

"It’s not a sacrifice, Gabriel," Cynthia corrected him.

"Then, what is it?" Gabriel questioned, his voice strained. He was a man who lived by logic and strategy; the idea of a "free" victory felt impossible to him.

"It is my punishment," Cynthia answered, a sorrow crossing her radiant features. "My punishment for the crime of falling in love instead of fulfilling my duties. Gabriel, look at the family around you. Everyone is living in the shadow of your worry. This fate of yours... It began because of me, so it should end with me. Don’t you think?"

She stepped closer. "Why forge a blade that will hurt your mate the most? Do you think Amelie will be able to survive when she has to watch you wither away after giving up your life force? You are her heart, Gabriel. To save her life by destroying your own is not a victory. Don’t argue with me, and don’t be stubborn. For once, listen."

As she spoke, Noah, oblivious to their conversation, had flipped onto his stomach and was crawling toward the edge of the bed. Before Gabriel could react, Cynthia lowered herself and scooped the toddler into her arms.

Noah didn’t cry; instead, he let out a joyful burst of laughter, his tiny fingers immediately reaching out to grasp the shimmering pearls that adorned Cynthia’s neck. He pulled at them with a wide, toothless grin, fascinated by the way they glowed.

"Noah came into your life as a blessing," Cynthia whispered, looking down at the child with a tenderness that brought tears to Gabriel’s eyes. "So let him remain a blessing. Don’t let your guilt and your fear make this decision for you. Use the dagger, Gabriel. End the cycle without creating a new one."

Cynthia placed her hand gently atop Noah’s head, a soft, golden light pulsing briefly from her palm. It was a divine blessing for the child’s future before she lowered him back onto the safety of the bed.

"I know you’ll make the right decision now," she whispered, her eyes locking onto Gabriel’s with an intensity that demanded courage. "I have faith in you."

She offered a final, serene smile to the father and then to the child before her form began to dissolve. In an instant, the goddess was gone, replaced by a swirl of radiant, gossamer-white butterflies that filled the bedroom. They danced in the morning light. Noah’s mouth widened in awe; he let out a squeal of delight, extending his tiny arms and grasping at the air as if he could catch the magic between his fingers.

Just then, the door clicked open. Amelie walked in, her hands occupied with Noah’s milk bottles. She froze in the doorway, her breath catching as several of the white butterflies brushed past her, escaping into the hallway like living embers of starlight.

"What’s this?" she asked, her voice hushed with wonder. She watched the last of the butterflies vanish into thin air, then her gaze snapped to Gabriel.

Gabriel stood by the bed with a pale face and troubled expression.

Amelie set the bottles down on the dresser with a clatter and hurried to him. She took his face in her hands, searching his eyes with a piercing closeness.

"Gabriel?" she whispered. "Who was here?"

Gabriel didn’t wait for her to ask again. He reached out, pulling her into a tight hug. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin as he squeezed his eyes shut.

"I know what I have to do now," he murmured against her skin. "I have been a fool all this time for even considering the alternative."

He pulled away finally.

"What are you talking about? Gabriel, you’re scaring me," Amelie said, her confusion deepening as she watched him reach for his phone.

Her eyes grew wide again with confusion. "Aurevalis? But you—" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

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