Rejected and Pregnant: Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince-Chapter 194: Hate everything about you

Casaio uncuffed Zilia, the metallic click echoing in the quiet room. She stared at him blankly, her wrists slightly sore from the restraints.

"Follow me," he said curtly, already turning toward the cell’s gate.

Zilia narrowed her eyes. "Where are you taking me?"

He paused, glancing at her over his shoulder. Then, in his cold voice, Casaio inquired, "Don’t you want to see your brother?"

"Idris is in the capital!?" Zilia’s eyes lit up with sudden hope as she quickly followed Casaio out of the prison corridor.

"Unlike you, we keep our promises," Casaio said with a mocking edge to his tone.

Zilia’s steps faltered slightly, his words stinging more than she expected. A flicker of shame crossed her face, but she pushed it aside. "Why hasn’t the Alpha King punished me yet?" she asked, glancing at him. "I haven’t heard anything about my sentence. Will it be decided after I see Idris one last time?"

Casaio didn’t slow his pace. "No," he replied. "There won’t be a punishment. Because from now on, I’ll be using you."

"Using me? How?" Zilia asked, her brows knitting tightly in confusion.

Casaio abruptly stopped walking and turned to face her. Without a word, his hand shot out and gripped her throat with bruising force, pressing his fingers against her windpipe.

Zilia gasped, her eyes widening in shock. Her hands flew to his wrist, trying to pry him off, but his grip was unrelenting. The pressure on her throat stole the air from her lungs, and her face began to flush red from the lack of oxygen.

"You don’t ask how, Zilia," Casaio growled menacingly. "You will obey my every command. You lost the right to question the moment you betrayed me. So, stop thinking that you and I can talk normally anymore."

Her nails dug into his skin as she struggled, but she was weakening fast. Just when her legs began to wobble, Casaio suddenly released her, letting her stumble back, coughing and gasping for breath.

He stared down at her, his eyes void of the warmth they once held. "From now on, you’ll do exactly as I say. The moment you defy me, even slightly, I will torture you to the extent that you’ll beg for your own death. I was the one who loved you beyond what anyone could ever imagine, Zilia. But now... you’ll face the weight of my hatred, every single day. That’s the price you’ll pay for murdering the love I once had for you."

Zilia lowered her gaze, her throat still burning from his grip. She didn’t argue or plead. She had betrayed the only person who had once stood by her without question, and now... she was prepared to accept whatever torment came her way.

"Don’t go easy on me," she whispered as she slowly lifted her eyes to meet his.

A shadow passed through Casaio’s expression. His jaw clenched, and a bitter smirk curved his lips.

"If that’s the challenge you’re giving me," he said coldly, "then rest assured... I won’t be easy on you."

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Katelyn knocked on the door and waited, her fingers clenched tightly at her sides. Moments later, the door creaked open to reveal Amelie’s bright and welcoming face.

"You came at the perfect time. Gabriel isn’t home. Come in," Amelie said warmly, stepping aside to let her in.

Katelyn entered without a word, her smile already gone. A storm brewed behind her eyes. She didn’t meet Amelie’s gaze as she walked in.

"Take a seat," Amelie offered, motioning toward the sofa chairs with a gentle gesture. freeweɓnovel~cѳm

Katelyn remained standing.

"Why did you tell Gabriel about my feelings?" she accused.

Amelie’s smile slowly faded, replaced by a flicker of regret in her eyes. Her lips parted slightly, but for a moment, no words came out.

Katelyn turned sharply, facing Amelie fully now. Her eyes glistened with emotion, but her tone was cutting and firm.

"I trusted you," she began in a quivering voice, but filled with anger. "And the first person you went running to was Brother Gabriel! Why, Amelie? Why would you betray me like that?"

Her voice rose as she continued. "And that’s not even the worst part. You dared to call Karmen! You talked to him behind my back, and then had the audacity to smile at me like everything was fine? Pretending to be innocent?"

"That’s not true, Kate. You’re misunderstanding everything. Please, just listen—" Amelie tried to interject, but Katelyn cut her off.

"Listen to you!?" Katelyn scoffed, bitterness pouring from her voice. "Now I understand why Mother can’t stand you. You’re untrustworthy. You really thought that becoming my brother’s mate gave you the right to interfere in everyone’s life? Especially mine?"

Amelie took a shaky breath, trying to keep her composure. "Kate, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I only asked Karmen to be honest with you, so that you wouldn’t keep hoping for something that wasn’t real. I didn’t want you to keep holding on and hurting later."

But Katelyn’s jaw tightened. The wound was already too deep.

Katelyn’s words came like daggers—sharp, fast, and unforgiving.

"And who do you think you are to make that decision for me?" she hissed, her voice shaking with fury. "Just because I once called you a friend, you thought you had the right to interfere in my life? You couldn’t stand the idea that I might actually have a chance with Karmen. That’s why you did all of this, isn’t it?"

Amelie froze, her lips parting slightly in shock as she stared at the woman she had once shared secrets and laughter with. But Katelyn wasn’t done.

"You’re jealous, Amelie. Admit it!" Katelyn’s voice cracked, her accusations gaining more weight with each word. "You couldn’t bear to see someone else get close to him. And I know why, because I introduced Jodie to you, and she tried to harm your pup. You’ve held that against me all this time, haven’t you? This is your revenge."

Amelie’s eyes widened in disbelief, her heart sinking.

"Kate..." she whispered, stunned. "You really think I’m that kind of person?"

"You are that kind of person!" Katelyn snapped, her voice rising. "Cunning, manipulative, and fake! You seduced my brother to make him the father of your pup and worm your way into this family," Katelyn spat sharply with accusation. "You’re really clever, Amelie. My mother kept warning us, kept screaming about it, but none of us listened. I see it now, why she was so against letting an omega live in the palace."

Amelie took a shaky step back, as if the words had physically pushed her.

"Katelyn..." she whispered.

"You omegas," Katelyn continued, sneering, "you get a taste of comfort, of kindness, and suddenly you think you rule the world. That you’re entitled to everything."

The insult hit Amelie harder than any of Katelyn’s previous words. It wasn’t just the betrayal anymore, it was the judgment of her very identity.

"I never—" Amelie started, her voice breaking.

But Katelyn cut her off. "Spare me the act. I see you for who you are now. And I’m done pretending."

Amelie’s hands clenched at her sides. She wanted to scream, to defend herself, to remind Katelyn of every time she had stood by her, protected her, supported her. But nothing came out.

Her eyes welled up with tears. She never expected Katelyn to be this harsh on her.

Amelie stood frozen, her vision blurring as tears streamed silently down her cheeks. She never imagined that Katelyn, whom she had once embraced as a sister, could cut her this deep.

"I admit it was a mistake on my part to call Karmen here," Amelie said softly, her voice trembling as she tried to hold herself together. "But I swear, I never wished anything bad for you. You don’t have to be so brutal..."

"Why? So you can go crying to Gabriel again?!" Katelyn snapped, spinning around, her eyes burning with fury. "Are you going to twist this in front of him like you did with everything else? You even poisoned his mind against our mother. Don’t think I don’t see what you’re doing, it’s all part of your little plan, isn’t it?"

Amelie’s lips quivered. "That’s not true..."

"You were never acknowledged by your own pack, and now I see why." Katelyn’s voice was laced with venom. "I wouldn’t be surprised if it was you who betrayed your sister and blamed Flora for it all."

"Princess Kate, please..." Amelie whispered, barely able to breathe through her tears. "I—I never did that."

"You better leave this palace. I hate you. I hate everything about you," she muttered and stepped toward the door.

"What the fuck did you just say to Amelie?" Gabriel’s voice growled, his violet eyes burning with fire.

Amelie turned around to look at the door and shook her head.

"Gabriel, don’t..."

"Speak before me, Kate. I dare you to say the same words you said to my mate in front of me," Gabriel ordered his sister in a menacing tone.

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