Amelie handed the cup filled with aromatic coffee to Gabriel before finally pouring green tea for herself.
"Fated encounters are the most wonderful ones in my eyes," Carlos said.
"I used to have a mate before I found Gabriel," Amelie replied.
"So, Gabriel is your second mate!? That’s interesting," Carlos said, resting the cup and saucer on the table.
Amelie glanced at Gabriel, asking for his permission whether she should share the truth with Carlos.
"I didn’t find my mate after turning eighteen. It took me twelve years for my wolf to finally respond to a woman. But before that, it responded to the pup in her womb," Gabriel explained. "We had quite an interesting encounter that night," he added, smiling and looking at Amelie.
"Hmm. I get it," Carlos said. He realized Amelie had a bad experience with her first mate. But he was happy that she got a second mate right away.
"You’re going to give birth to a boy," Carlos affirmed, bringing both Gabriel’s and Amelie’s attention to him. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
"Wait, how do you–" Amelie paused in a disbelief gaze.
"I’m blessed with the power of visions. I never told you about my family since we met for such a short period. My mother and father both were powerful in the witch’s world. From them, I inherited some traits," Carlos replied.
He leaned back slightly on the couch, his tone softening. "Do you remember what I told you the day I left your pack?"
Amelie furrowed her brows, searching her memory. "You said a lot of things... but I never really contacted you after that. I thought staying in touch with someone from the witch’s world might bring complications, especially back then."
Carlos chuckled faintly. "I understand. But that day, I told you your life would change through something unexpected, so be careful of choosing your mate."
Amelie furrowed her brows while Gabriel narrowed his eyes, clearly trying to read between Carlos’s words.
"Did you see an older version of her in your vision back then?" Gabriel asked.
"Sort of," Carlos replied. Then he added with certainty, "The pup isn’t yours, is it? It’s from her former mate."
"Yes," Amelie admitted. "After I was rejected... I found out I was pregnant. I know it might sound wrong to keep the child after that, but I just couldn’t bring myself to end the pregnancy. I decided to raise my pup alone... until Gabriel came into my life."
Gabriel took her hand in his, giving it a firm, comforting squeeze. "It doesn’t matter to me whose blood the child carries. What matters is that I found Amelie, and I chose her, and everything that comes with her."
Carlos offered a small, sincere smile. "That’s... truly admirable of you."
Gabriel took the final sip of his coffee before it could cool further, while Amelie absentmindedly left her green tea untouched.
"You mentioned you had something important to discuss," Carlos prompted, sensing the shift in mood. "What is it?"
Gabriel’s gaze flicked to the nearby servants still cleaning the area, and then to Albus, who stood at a respectful distance.
"Clear the mansion," Gabriel ordered Albus. "No one stays until I say otherwise." He had forgiven Albus, thus giving him one last chance.
Albus gave a slight bow and quickly ensured that every servant exited the premises.
Once silence settled over the room, Gabriel reached into his pocket and retrieved his phone. Unlocking it, he handed it to Carlos, revealing an image of a strange, ancient-looking mark.
"This symbol, it’s on the back of Amelie’s neck. And I recently discovered it’s also etched on my scalp," Gabriel said solemnly.
Carlos examined the image with focused eyes, studying the intricate curves and lines.
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