Rejected and Pregnant: Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince-Chapter 220: To infiltrate his domain

Gabriel and Dominick finally found Casaio in the VIP lounge of a high-end bar. To their surprise, he wasn’t drinking or lounging. Instead, he sat with sharp focus in front of a laptop, tapping away.

The two younger brothers exchanged a confused glance.

"Now that you’re here, don’t just stand there. Come in," Casaio said without looking up.

They stepped inside, and Gabriel shut the door behind them. As they approached, Casaio leaned back and looked directly at Gabriel.

"I didn’t expect you to come here. Amelie must’ve sent you."

"You could’ve answered properly," Gabriel replied flatly. "Then I wouldn’t have had to come all the way here with Nick."

Dominick crossed his arms. "Why are you working from a bar? What’s going on?"

Casaio’s expression turned grim. "The Alpha of the Blood Dominion is in the capital."

Both Gabriel and Dominick froze in shock.

"Wait, what?" Dominick asked, brows furrowing. "How do you know? Did Zilia tell you? She always insisted she didn’t know what that bastard looked like."

"It wasn’t Zilia," Casaio replied. "It was Idris. But that’s not the point right now."

He turned the laptop around to face them. The screen displayed a series of pictures that had captured pictures of the same bald man from different locations across the city.

"Zilia had gone out to buy groceries when she encountered him. At first, I dismissed her concerns. She said a bald man was staring at her in a strange way, and I thought she was just rambling. But then Idris described him... and something clicked. I went back to Zilia and dug deeper. That’s when I realized, this man wasn’t just observing. He intended to harm her."

"I’ve since deployed trained warriors at all possible escape routes," Casaio continued. "Simultaneously, I began a full-scale search to track his movements."

Dominick narrowed his eyes as he scanned the images. "You’ve managed to pull a lot of footage. He definitely gives off a dangerous vibe."

"What if he can teleport?" Gabriel asked, leaning forward with a grim expression.

"That’s impossible," Dominick countered. "Only the Sinclair family possesses that ability."

Casaio gave a short nod in agreement. "Exactly. Which means he’s been physically moving around the city, possibly observing us. We’ve never been able to infiltrate his domain, but he walks freely into ours. It’s as if he knows our family’s every move. He’s one step ahead, and that worries me."

He tapped the laptop. "These images suggest he’s been checking in regularly, especially on Zilia. She even received a note... a clear order to kill Gabriel. If she fails to carry it out, I suspect she’ll be targeted next. That’s why we need to focus on her. Whoever comes for Zilia will be someone directly connected to him."

Gabriel laced his fingers together and leaned them on the table, his eyes hardening. "Every spy has an expiration date. Casaio, the moment anyone makes a move on Zilia, we capture them alive. The assassin will lead us straight to him."

Casaio went still. The words struck something deeper in him, something he was struggling to bury. He didn’t want to lose Zilia. No matter what she had done, there was a part of him that still wanted to protect her.

But to the world, she was meant to die.

Gabriel noticed the troubled look in his elder brother’s eyes but didn’t comment. He knew exactly what that expression meant.

’He’s falling weak for her again,’ Gabriel thought. ’It was inevitable. They shared something real... it’s not his fault.’

"So, what’s the plan now?" Dominick asked, breaking the silence.

"It’s simple," Casaio said. "I’ll keep a close eye on Zilia."

Gabriel chuckled dryly. "Then why are you here instead of being with her? Don’t you think she might be in danger right now?"

"Estelle is with her," Casaio replied calmly. "I wanted to use this time to investigate and gather data."

He glanced at his younger brothers. "You two should go back. If Mom asks about me, just say I’ve got urgent work to handle."

"I’m staying," Dominick said without hesitation.

"No. Don’t disturb your peace because of me," Casaio told him firmly.

"We’re supposed to handle this together. I’m not going anywhere," Dominick said with defiance.

Gabriel stood up with a sigh. "Fine. I’ll take my leave. I still feel like hell from that injection. And who knows, maybe the same woman who attacked me is the one sent after Zilia."

He paused at the door, casting a meaningful glance at Casaio. "Make sure you catch whoever it is. She has to pay for what she did to me."

With that, Gabriel turned and walked out, disappearing into the night.

~~~~~

Gabriel returned to the palace and headed straight to his chamber, expecting to find Amelie there. But to his surprise, the room was empty.

A faint crease formed between his brows as he turned and made his way to Idris’s quarters. As he approached, the sound of laughter floated through the air.

He opened the door and stepped inside with Dane following inside. The moment Idris noticed him, he immediately got down from the bed and bowed his head, his earlier joy vanishing like smoke.

Amelie, sensing Gabriel’s familiar scent, turned her head toward the door. A warm smile touched her lips.

"We were just playing a board game," she explained as she gracefully climbed off the bed.

"I can see that," Gabriel replied, his gaze sweeping over the scene. "You weren’t back, so I came to check."

There was a slight edge in his voice, not of anger, but something unreadable. His eyes flicked to Idris, who remained with his head lowered, stiff and silent. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Amelie noticed. "Idris was expressing his gratitude for what you did. He’s thankful."

"Yes, Your Highness," Idris murmured. "I–I truly appreciate your help."

Despite having faced Casaio’s commanding presence, Idris found Gabriel far more intimidating.

"Say something," Amelie whispered near Gabriel’s ear, nudging him gently.

"I don’t have anything to say," Gabriel replied, clearly uncomfortable with the attention.

Amelie chuckled softly and turned back to Idris. "We’ll see each other again tomorrow, alright? Let’s have breakfast together, what do you say?" she asked with a warm and inviting tone.

Idris gradually lifted his head. He was quite astonished to see the eyes Gabriel’s possessed.

"Good night, Idris. Sleep well," Amelie’s words brought his attention to her.

"Goodnight," Idris said with a smile. "I’ll wait for you in the morning," he asserted.

Amelie nodded at him and left with Gabriel. While walking through the corridor, Amelie said, "Idris is such a good boy. He’s mature of his age. I was quite upset when he told me how his birth brought so many difficulties to Zilia. But I told him not to think like that."

Noticing his silence, Amelie inquired, "What happened? Why are you so quiet? Is Brother Casaio fine? Has he come home?"

"Casaio didn’t return. Idris told him about the Alpha of the Blood Dominion. And surprisingly, he is in the capital. Casaio is working on track him down. Since Nick is with him now, so I decided to return."

"Oh. It seems something big is going to happen," Amelie said with a slight frown.

"The guy Casaio showed... I think I’ve seen him somewhere before. But I don’t remember where," Gabriel said with a confused gaze.

"Did you tell your brothers?" Amelie asked, concern creeping into her voice.

"Not yet," Gabriel replied. "I need to be sure first. But right now... I just feel exhausted." His voice dropped to a murmur. "I need to rest."

"That’s because the toxins have weakened your body," Amelie said softly, reaching for his hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "Come. Let’s go back to our room."

Once they reached the room, Amelie quietly shut the door behind them. Gabriel walked straight to the bed and sat down heavily. As soon as he did, a wave of dizziness washed over him. He swayed slightly, bringing a hand to his forehead.

"Gabriel, are you alright?" Amelie rushed to his side with worry.

"Yeah... I just—feel dizzy," he muttered, closing his eyes briefly.

Alarm flared in her chest as she saw the color drain from his face. She grabbed the landline and quickly dialed the number from the servants’ quarters.

"Please come quickly... Something’s wrong with Gabriel," she said, her voice trembling. She hung up and turned back to him.

Sitting down on the mattress, she touched Gabriel’s forehead. "Why are you suddenly cold?" she panicked. The next second, she found that his eyes had closed.

"Gabriel! Gabriel!" Amelie patted on his cheeks gently, her eyes engulfing with tears.

Lester was quick to arrive there and knocked on the door.

"Your Highness, you called earlier."

"Please come inside quickly," Amelie said in a loud enough voice.

Lester pushed the door open and saw Gabriel lying on the bed while Amelie was seated beside him in a panicked state.

"Gabriel was feeling dizzy. Then, he suddenly fainted. We should take him to the hospital," Amelie said.

"I’ll call the doctor first. Please don’t panic," Lester said, asking her to calm down.

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