Rejected and Pregnant: Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince-Chapter 124: Blaming our mom?

"Aren’t you going to tell Gabriel?" Dominick asked, lowering himself into the chair across from his older brother.

Casaio exhaled slowly, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. "If I tell him now, a big argument will happen between Gabriel and Mom. It’s better to wait until morning. Let things settle."

Dominick frowned. "And what if he finds out later? He’ll be even more furious that we kept it from him."

"That’s why you need to keep quiet," Casaio replied firmly, reclining into the sofa chair and closing his eyes. "I’ll handle Gabriel in my way."

There was a pause before Dominick spoke again, more quietly this time. "Why did Mom want to harm Amelie? She’s the one who booked the hotel and the suite for Amelie and her family." His voice held a tinge of confusion. "Why would she do that? She’s always blamed Gabriel for every disruption in this family."

Dominick looked down at his hands, his voice lowering with guilt. "When Gabriel asked why we never stood by him... I felt like a coward. Like someone who kept siding with the wrong just to avoid conflict. You’re closer to Mom. You must know what she’s really thinking."

He waited, but Casaio said nothing.

"Say something," Dominick urged.

"I don’t know much, but Mom acts like that because of the High Priestess. The witch told something to Mom at the time of Gabriel’s birth, which was the reason, she started keeping him away from her. However, deep down, she cares for Gabriel," Casaio explained.

"I don’t get it," Dominick annoyingly said. "Mom’s negligence never helped Gabriel. Instead, it provoked him more. Now, he has found his mate, Mom doesn’t want them to be together."

"Why are we even blaming our mom? We don’t even know who was the attacker. What if it’s someone else?" Casaio suddenly opined.

"No one knows about where Amelie is staying, except for our family," Dominick stated.

"Yes, but what if someone surrounding Gabriel was behind it?" Casaio questioned. "In the mansion, everyone knows where Amelie is staying," he stated.

"It’s true though. What if someone orchestrated this attack to create further distance between Mom and Gabriel?" Dominick frowned in skepticism.

"Stay here. I’ll check the hotel CCTVs," Casaio said before walking out of the room.

He made his way to Denzel’s suite and knocked firmly on the door. Moments later, it creaked open to reveal a drowsy Denzel, rubbing his eyes.

"Your Highness!" he exclaimed in surprise. His expression quickly shifted to concern. "Is everything alright?" he asked, his voice tinged with panic. "Has something happened to Lady Amelie?"

"Everything’s fine, for now," Casaio replied calmly, gesturing for him to step out. "Come with me. There’s something we need to look into."

As they walked, Casaio briefed him on the incident. "Amelie was attacked earlier. We suspect someone used a staff keycard. I’m heading to the hotel’s security room to review the surveillance footage."

Denzel paled. "Prince Gabriel will punish me if he finds out I was asleep when it happened," he muttered, shame creeping into his tone.

Casaio let out a low chuckle. "Who told you to go to bed?"

Denzel didn’t respond. The guilt was evident in his eyes. It was Amelie who had insisted he rest, but still, he had let his guard down. It was his fault and there was no excuse Gabriel would listen.

"What about the guards stationed outside?" Casaio asked. "How could they not notice anyone entering?"

"We’ll get our answers soon," Casaio said. "But right now, all signs point to someone on the hotel staff, someone who had access to a master keycard."

Denzel swallowed hard. "Does Prince Gabriel know yet? Is he on his way?"

"I haven’t told him," Casaio said, glancing at him. "And I suggest we keep it that way. At least until we know more."

Upon reaching the surveillance room, Casaio immediately instructed the duty staff, "Pull up the security footage from the floor where Amelie’s suite is located. Check from midnight onward."

The staff complied quickly, and soon the screens lit up with different camera angles. Casaio stood behind them, eyes scanning the footage sharply.

"There, stop!" he commanded, pointing at one of the monitors. The image froze, capturing a man wearing a black mask stepping out of the elevator.

"That’s him," Casaio muttered, narrowing his eyes. "Rewind and follow his path."

Meanwhile, Denzel moved to another monitor, analyzing possible escape routes. His fingers danced across the controls until one particular frame made him freeze.

"Wait... look at this," he said, voice filled with disbelief. "He jumped..."

Casaio stepped beside him, eyes shifting to the screen.

"He jumped from a certain height?" Denzel murmured, horrified. "That’s at least ten floors..."

"He was trained," Casaio said grimly. "He escaped from my grip by jumping off the balcony like it was nothing."

His brows drew tighter as he replayed the footage, eyes locked on the screen as the masked figure vanished into the shadows. "That confirms it... the wolf sent wasn’t an ordinary one."

Denzel, already reaching for his phone, nodded. "I’ll have the guards sweep the surrounding area immediately."

He stepped aside, quickly dialing the head of security and issuing firm instructions for a perimeter search and to check for any signs of injury or an unusual scent trail.

Meanwhile, Casaio moved to a different monitor, fast-forwarding through various angles. He narrowed his eyes, pausing at any moment the masked man’s face turned even slightly toward the camera.

"Come on... show me something," he muttered under his breath.

But the intruder had been careful, always keeping his face angled away or obscured by the mask and shadows.

"He knew exactly where the cameras were," Casaio murmured. "It must be someone from the hotel."

Denzel returned to the prince’s side as he heard his words. "Then, should we summon the entire hotel staff?" he questioned. "Since Prince Casaio confronted his attack on Amelie, he must be aware of his scent."

"Yes, summon the entire staff," Casaio instructed. "Also, keep it from Gabriel. He needs to rest well tonight." freewёbnoνel.com