Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 704

Chapter 704: Go out for our date

Jeniva snapped a few photos of herself beside her modestly decorated Christmas tree and sent the images off to her sister. Ever since Dominick had departed for the palace, she felt even lonelier.

"What kind of mate is he, anyway?" she murmured to the empty room.

She let out a sigh, realizing she was likely expecting too much from a man of his stature. She collapsed onto the couch, the TV remote clutched in her hand.

"He’ll probably just reject me again in a few days," she whispered to the ceiling. "Maybe it was just the rut. He needed someone, and that’s why he was so sweet for a while."

She absentmindedly flicked through the channels. The winter chill seemed to seep through the windows, prompting her to pull a thin fleece blanket up to her chin. She stopped on a holiday special showing a family gathered around a fireplace, and her heart gave a painful tug. This was how mates were supposed to spend Christmas. Together with each other.

"Hah! Why am I even thinking about that?" she muttered, trying to shake off the melancholy. "There was no real attachment from the beginning. We’ve barely started this... whatever it is. It’s not like we’ve been dating for months. Get a grip, Jeniva. you’re acting all pathetic for no reason."

Jeniva sat in the quiet of her apartment, her eyes glazed over as she watched the flickering screen of the TV. A tired yawn escaped her, and she allowed her eyelids to flutter shut for just a moment until she felt a sudden presence in the room. Her eyes shot open, and she gasped to find Dominick standing right before her, a sleek gift bag held in his hand.

"Your Highness! Is it really you?" Jeniva stammered, scrambling to sit up straight on the velvet couch, her heart suddenly racing.

"Yes, it’s me," Dominick said softly, a smile playing on his lips. He extended the bag toward her. "Here, this is for you. Merry Christmas, Jeniva."

Her heart fluttered wildly in her chest, a dizzying sensation she had never experienced before. With trembling fingers, she reached out and took the bag from him. Dominick didn’t leave; instead, he settled onto the cushion beside her, his large frame making the small couch feel much more intimate.

"What were you watching?" he asked, picking up the remote and thumbing the volume up just enough to fill the silence.

"Nothing... just a holiday romance show," Jeniva replied, her knuckles turning white as her grip tightened on the gift bag. She felt the heat of his shoulder near hers.

"Why did you return so early? It’s not even Christmas evening yet," she murmured, tilting her head as she studied his face.

"Suppressants don’t seem to work on me," Dominick replied.

"Ah, I see. That’s why you returned," Jeniva said, her voice dropping. A small pang of disappointment twisted in her chest; she had hoped, perhaps foolishly, that he had rushed back because he missed her presence, not just because he was physically unwell.

Dominick watched the subtle shift in her expression. ’If I tell her I was actually missing the sound of her voice, she’s going to tease me about it,’ he thought, his wolf pacing restlessly at the sight of her.

"Check the gift," he prompted, trying to bridge the sudden distance between them.

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