Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 240

Chapter 240: Town of Wancia

"Where are you going?" Raidan asked, stepping in front of Casaio with a firm tone. "Zilia made this decision on her own. She chose to walk away from your life. She wants a future untouched by the past... and that includes you, Casaio."

Casaio’s eyes darkened as he met Raidan’s gaze. "She was my fated mate. I spent ten years of my life with her. Do you think I can simply forget her? Walk away like it meant nothing? I can’t. And I won’t."

"You deserve someone better than Zilia," Mabel interjected gently. "You’ve done more than enough today. Please... return to your room and get some rest. I’ll have your dinner sent up."

"That won’t be necessary," Casaio replied coldly, his eyes burning with frustration. "I don’t need food. I need answers."

Casaio rushed to his room then. Once inside, he grabbed his phone and noticed a missed call from an unknown number. A frown formed on his face as he quickly dialed the number back.

After a few rings, a man with a deep, unbothered voice answered, "Silver Inn. How may I assist you?"

"I received a call from this number earlier," Casaio said.

"Sorry? May I ask who’s speaking?"

"Casaio Sinclair."

There was a brief silence before the man scoffed. "Yeah, right. Casaio Sinclair? Try a better joke next time."

With that, he hung up.

Muttering under his breath, the man turned back to the register in front of him. "So many prank calls lately," he grumbled.

A soft voice broke through his thoughts.

"Excuse me, sir."

The receptionist looked up and sighed upon seeing the boy again. "You? What now?"

"This is the last time I’ll ask," Idris said. "I just need to make one more call."

"Hmm. Do it," said the man, pushing the landline toward him.

"Thank you," Idris said as he quickly dialed the number. The line was busy, and he was just about to hang up when Casaio’s voice came through.

"Where is Silver Inn? If you won’t tell me, you’ll have to face the consequences," Casaio said firmly from the other end.

"Your Highness, it’s me! Idris!" the boy whispered urgently, his voice low but filled with relief and excitement.

The innkeeper, overhearing the conversation, furrowed his brows in surprise.

"Idris? Where are you? Tell me, quickly," Casaio’s voice grew more desperate.

"Uh... I don’t really know the name of the place. But we’re somewhere along the Eastern Border, Your Highness," Idris replied.

The innkeeper stood from his seat, suddenly realizing who he had been speaking to earlier. Pale-faced, he stepped forward and gently took the phone from Idris.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. I didn’t recognize you earlier," the man said quickly. "I’ll tell you everything."

"Go ahead," Casaio said.

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