Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 650

Chapter 650: Into my arms herself

Flora stood in the heart of the Forest of Death. The trees here seemed to lean in, their twisted branches clawing at the moonless sky. She was exactly where Gabriel had instructed her to be.

She checked her phone again for time. Just as she moved to tuck it away, the bushes to her left exploded with movement. She looked up, her breath hitching, to see Alex emerging from the shadows. He looked different, his skin was unnervingly pale, and his eyes held a necrotic glint that she didn’t notice in the morning.

Before she could even unlock her phone to signal Gabriel, Alex lunged. With a snarl, he snatched the device from her hand and hurled it against a jagged rock. Not satisfied, he ground his heavy boot into the screen, crushing the device.

"You told everything to Gabriel, didn’t you?" Alex barked. "You thought you could lead that fucker straight to me?"

Terror seized her. Flora turned to bolt into the thicket, but Alex moved with a speed that defied the laws of the living. Before she could take three steps, he caught her, grabbing a fistful of her hair from behind.

Flora let out a sharp cry as her head was yanked back, her eyes watering from the searing pain in her scalp. She was trapped, and the silence of the forest suggested that Gabriel’s "watchful eyes" might be further away than he had promised.

Knowing she would die anyway, Flora decided to act brave for one last time for Amelie’s sake. "You can’t touch them," she choked out, her voice trembling but defiant. "My sister, my parents, Zander... They are beyond your reach now. Prince Gabriel will end you just as they ended Ophelia."

Alex’s face contorted into a mask of pure malice. His fingernails sharpened into obsidian claws, and he pressed them slowly against the delicate skin of her throat. Flora gasped as the points pierced her flesh, a numbing cold spreading through her chest as the first drops of blood began to ooze down her neck.

"You’ve changed, Flora," Alex hissed. "How can you pretend to care for Amelie? You’re the one who wanted her gone. You begged me to kill her and that mongrel pup in her womb. Did you forget your own darkness? You’re shameless for even drawing breath."

He leaned in closer with a predatory gaze. "One thing I know about Amelie is that she’s going to blame herself. She’ll be in so pain seeing you’re dead that she’ll walk right into my arms herself."

He began to tighten his grip, intent on finishing her, when a powerful hand clamped onto Alex’s shoulder. With a roar of primal strength, the figure yanked him away from Flora.

Alex was launched through the air, his body crashing violently into a massive stack of rotting wood and stone ruins behind him. The impact shattered the timber, burying him under the debris.

Flora collapsed to her knees, clutching her bleeding throat, and looked up to see Gabriel standing over her. His violet eyes weren’t just glowing; they were burning with a fury.

"Gabriel!" Alex snarled, rising from the wreckage. He brushed the dust from his clothes with a chilling calmness as his elongated fangs slid from his gums. His eyes didn’t just glow; they burned with the sickly light of the grave.

Flora scrambled backward while keeping her hand on her neck as she sought cover behind the thick trunk of a tree. She pressed her back against the rough bark, her heart thundering so loudly she feared it would give her away.

Both men unleashed a roar of pure dominance, a sound so primal and terrifying that flocks of birds erupted from the canopy. Small animals scurried into the deepest burrows, sensing the arrival of two apex predators.

"I can’t die," Alex hissed with a sinister smile before transforming into a massive wolf of matted, dark grey fur. Gabriel didn’t even wait to fully shift; he launched himself forward with human strength before his body exploded into his towering white wolf with violet eyes.

’Gabriel, tell me how’s my son? Did you tell him that I’m his father?’ Alex’s voice slithered through the mindlink, even as they tore at each other.

’Shut your fucking mouth. You were never his father!’

’Amelie, I need the sword. Bring it to the Forest of Death!’

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