Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72: Wrong gift for me

Later that evening, Amelie and Katelyn returned from their shopping trip, their arms filled with bags.

"You barely bought anything for yourself," Katelyn pointed out as Amelie set the bags down on the table in Katelyn’s room.

"That’s because I went shopping not too long ago," Amelie replied, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

Katelyn narrowed her eyes slightly, arms folding across her chest. "Still, don’t be so frugal. You’re about to become Gabriel’s wife, Amelie. You’re practically royalty now. You shouldn’t hesitate to treat yourself."

Amelie gave a soft chuckle but didn’t say anything. A small part of her still wasn’t used to the luxury, to being seen as someone who deserved more.

Katelyn noticed the distant look in her eyes and stepped closer. "You should embrace the love you get. I don’t know how’s your family and people around you to you. Well, omegas aren’t treated nicely, so maybe that’s what makes you to step back from enjoying yourself. But you should not do it anymore."

"Thank you, Kate. Your friendship alone makes me feel so special," Amelie said. "I go to my room. I’ll see you at dinner."

"Alright. This the bag you picked up for Gabriel and this one was for you," Katelyn pronounced, handing the shopping bags to Amelie, who thanked her before walking away.

Arriving upstairs, Amelie went to Gabriel’s room. She found the door was open and walked in. The usual musky scent had spread in the entire room.

However, upon not finding Gabriel there, she found it a good chance to give him a surprise. Placing the bag on the table, she shook her head and moved to bed. She placed the shopping bag on the mattress.

"I hope he likes it!" Amelie said and walked backward only to turn around to bump against Gabriel’s sturdy frame. His hand instinctively moved to her lower back, keeping her from stumbling.

"You should be more careful," he murmured, though the gentle concern in his eyes said otherwise.

"I bought a small gift for you," Amelie said quickly, a bit flustered. She pointed over her shoulder toward the bed, avoiding his gaze for a second as her cheeks warmed.

Gabriel pulled his hand back and strolled past her, curiosity glinting in his eyes as he picked up the shopping bag from the bed. He began to check its contents just as Amelie turned away.

"You can take your time. I’ll go to my room," she began.

"Wait!"

She stopped mid-step and turned back. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw what he held in his hand.

Her eyes widened in shock.

"What’s this, Amelie? I think you got the wrong gift for me," Gabriel said with a devilish grin, holding up a lacy lingerie set, dangling it from his fingers with feigned confusion.

"I, maybe you should check the original gift bag first," she whispered, hoping to shift the moment back to safer ground.

Gabriel didn’t even glance at the other bag. "Whatever you bought, I’ll love it," he replied, but his violet gaze remained locked on hers. "Right now... I’m more interested in something else."

Without warning, his lips descended to the slope of her neck, pressing a slow kiss against her skin before his mouth parted, drawing in her intoxicating scent.

His fingers moved to the first button of her shirt, now slightly creased from the fall, and carefully slipped it open, revealing a hint of her collarbone.

"Mmm..." A soft sound escaped Amelie’s lips before she could hold it back, and she instinctively pressed her hands against his shoulders, not with full intent to stop him, but to steady herself.

His lips brushed against her exposed skin again, this time letting his teeth graze it just enough to make her breath hitch. Then he nibbled gently, taking his time as if memorizing her reaction.

"Gabriel," she uttered his name in a low whisper. freёwebnovel-com

"Shh... Enjoy this, Amelie," Gabriel said, lifting his face. She bit the inner side of her bottom lip, breathing heavily when he captured her lips for a kiss.

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