CHAPTER 37: SHE’S GIVEN ME YOU

Earlier, when Gabriel inquired Ewan in the prison, what he hadn’t expected was him telling the name of Amelie to her. However, he didn’t ignore the fact that Ewan had witch’s blood and he could foresee things like his mother.

"Amelie and you’ve a connection from the past!"

Those words of Ewan kept ringing in Gabriel’s mind like a bell.

His thoughts were interrupted with the sound of his phone ringing. He grabbed it and saw the name. It was his father, Raidan Sinclair. He straightened his posture on the swivel chair before answering the call.

"Greetings to the Alpha King," Gabriel greeted in a formal tone, which surprised Raidan.

"How have you been?" Raidan asked.

"Alive," Gabriel replied.

"Shouldn’t you be the one calling me after catching Ewan?" Raidan asked from the other side.

"I was busy," Gabriel lied.

Raidan caught it, but he didn’t scold Gabriel about it. He understood completely his youngest son was upset with him.

"Come home," Raidan said from the other side.

"I will be present in the gala," Gabriel answered. "I’ve to go somewhere. I’ll hang up." Without hearing what his father had to say, Gabriel disconnected the call.

Raidan looked at the phone in his hand and lowered it to the table.

"What did Gabriel say?" asked Queen Mabel.

"He will show his presence in the gala," Raidan replied.

"He doesn’t want to acknowledge us. You should let him stay in San Ravendale. Ten years ago, he fought with us and left the palace. He takes out his anger on us for unable to find his mate as if it was our fault!" Mabel muttered, clenching her fists.

"Why did you never love him the way you love our other children? You always blamed him for being born. I’ve been waiting a long time for your answer."

Mabel’s lips pressed into a thin line. "I don’t want to talk about Gabriel."

She stood abruptly, pushing her chair back. "I’ll see you later."

Without another glance, she strode out of the room, leaving Raidan alone with his thoughts.

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Amelie stretched her arms, releasing the tension in her muscles as she finally allowed herself a moment to breathe. She had reviewed the documents, signed them, and sent them off to their respective departments.

With a satisfied sigh, she shut down her computer and reached for her handbag before heading toward Gabriel’s office.

As she stepped inside, she found him engaged in a phone call. He stood by the window, his gaze fixed on the city skyline beyond the glass.

The moment she entered, it was as if he sensed her presence. Gabriel turned around, his lips curving into a subtle smile.

Without breaking eye contact, he ended the call and slipped the phone into his pocket.

"Done with work, Miss Amelie?" he asked with teasing.

"Yes, sir," she responded with a polite smile.

Gabriel closed the distance between them, stopping just an inch away.

"How does my cologne smell?" he murmured, tilting his head slightly.

Amelie blinked, momentarily caught off guard. "Huh?" She met his gaze, searching for any hidden meaning in his question.

"A musky scent," she finally replied.

A smirk appeared across Gabriel’s lips as if he was pleased with her answer.

"That’s surprising," Gabriel mused.

"How?" Amelie looked up at him, confusion evident in her eyes.

"I haven’t worn cologne today," he stated casually.

Her breath caught in her throat as she stopped blinking. "What?" she whispered, utterly flabbergasted. Her mind raced as a realization struck her. ’Wait... does that mean he’s my second chance mate?’

Gabriel’s lips curled into a victorious smile, as if he had read her thoughts. "The Moon Goddess has blessed you with a second chance mate, Amelie. And that mate... is me."

Her heart pounded rapidly against her chest. "That’s impossible," she murmured, wanting to cling to denial. "If that were true, you would have picked up my scent too."

Gabriel stepped closer, his breath fanning the bridge of her nose. "But I do feel a connection," he confessed. His eyes flickered downward before meeting hers again. "Especially through the pup in your womb."

Amelie stiffened. Her hands instinctively rested on her stomach.

Gabriel exhaled deeply. "It’s not mine," he admitted, "but I can still feel the bond. I told you before too. The Moon Goddess never granted me a mate. Or so I thought because she never liked me." His violet gaze darkened in satisfaction . "But now, she’s given me you, Amelie."

Gabriel had already spoken to her about the connection he felt toward the unborn pup.

"I know your heart is still shattered by your first mate," he said gently.

"But I’ve yearned for a mate for so long, Amelie," Gabriel said, his voice laced with sincerity. "I believe actions speak louder than words. At the gala, I want to make our relationship public if you allow for that. I won’t force you, but if you desire it, I’ll stand beside you and declare it to everyone. If not, I’ll stay silent."

He paused for a moment before adding, "We’re leaving for the capital tomorrow morning, so you’ll have more than a day to think it over."

Amelie’s eyes widened. "You mean... you want to declare me as your mate?" she asked, arching a brow in disbelief.

"Yes," he affirmed without hesitation.

She bit her lip, considering his words. "I’ll think about it," she finally said. A part of her feared that accepting him would bring him trouble. Gabriel was a man of his word, he had stayed by her side, never asking for anything in return. He hadn’t take advantage of her, despite all the reasons he could have.

"Good." His lips curled into a small, knowing smile. "Let’s go, then. It’s already late evening."

Without another word, he reached for her hand as he led her forward.

The onlooking employees cast curious glances their way, but Amelie barely noticed them. In that moment, her eyes were fixed solely on Gabriel.

’If Alex can move on and live well... then why can’t I?’