Rejected and Pregnant: Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince-Chapter 677: Their failure of vision

Dominick slumped on the couch in the living room after talking with Casaio and Zilia. His eyes fixed at the chandelier in the ceiling, recalling how he also dreamed of becoming father.

Heaving a deep sigh, he heard the footsteps, followed by a voice.

"Your Highness, did you say something to Jeniva?" Evan questioned, lowering himself across from him.

Dominick met his gaze, frowned a little. "What do you mean?"

"Jeniva has been quiet since the morning," Evan said. "Did you two perhaps argue last night? I couldn’t come with you both and you were the only one present with her."

"We didn’t argue," Dominick replied. He then recalled they both merely rejected each other, which annoyed him a little, but not much. "Maybe she’s stressed about something else."

Evan kept staring at Dominick, which made him chuckle.

"Seriously? You think I’ve scolded her or something. You’re my beta. Trust me, at least," Dominick said.

"Then, why does she look upset?" Evan murmured.

"How can we know unless she doesn’t tell us?" Dominick remarked.

"Exactly. You should ask her," Evan stated, rising to his feet. "I’ve a date today. So, I’ll be late tonight," he said with a grin.

"What? When did you–" Dominick couldn’t finish as Evan answered immediately.

"Last night I found someone. We clicked, so we decided to date," Evan replied. "I am already twenty five. I think it’s time to think about all these things too."

Only then Dominick realized that Evan had dressed up nicely. He smiled at his beta and said, "Enjoy your date."

Evan nodded and bowed his head before walking away. Dominick decided to go outside too for a drive. However, he first dressed up warmly. When he returned to the living room, he saw Jeniva and Kavin talking to each other.

"Kavin," Dominick called out, drawing their eyes toward him. "I’m heading out for a few hours."

Kavin offered a respectful bow. "Understood, Your Highness."

Dominick’s gaze shifted to Jeniva. She remained silent, offering no greeting, not even a nod. The cold shoulder stung more than he cared to admit, but he pushed the irritation aside and walked out. He settled into the driver’s seat of his car, clicking his seatbelt into place, ready for the long drive on the road.

Suddenly, the passenger door swung open. Before he could protest, Jeniva slid into the seat beside him.

"Drop me at the mall center," she said, staring straight ahead.

Dominick arched a skeptical eyebrow. "Am I your personal driver now?"

"No," Jeniva replied. "Kavin told me this was the only car left in the garage. Before I could even ask him to get the keys from you, you were already said you were heading out. If I call a cab, I’ll be late, this house isn’t exactly in the heart of town."

Dominick gripped the steering wheel, his engine idling. "I’m not heading in that direction."

"Then drop me at the nearest metro station," she countered, finally turning her head to meet his eyes. "Your Highness."

A dry chuckle escaped Dominick’s throat. He shook his head at her unpredictability; one moment she spoke to him with casual defiance, and the next, she used his formal title like a weapon. He shifted the car into gear and pulled away from the house.

A deep silence existed between them for a long time. Eventually, Jeniva broke the silence.

"Didn’t you feel it?" she asked softly. "The pain of the rejection?"

"I’m an Alpha," Dominick muttered, his gaze fixed sternly on the road ahead. "Why would I feel pain for a bond I never acknowledged in the first place?"

Jeniva’s lips twitched slightly. She looked out the window at the passing trees, her silence speaking louder than any argument they’d had before.

"You feel the pain only when you actually have feelings for the person in front of you," Dominick said.

"That’s not true," Jeniva countered, turning her head to study his profile. "Omegas are different. We feel the snap of a rejection even when the bond hasn’t been nurtured. It’s physical. It’s how we’re made, wired for a connection that the Moon Goddess decided for us, whether we like it or not."

Dominick glanced at her briefly before returning his eyes to the road. "Is that why you’ve been upset since this morning? Evan was practically interrogating me earlier about what I did to you."

Jeniva looked away, her gaze drifting to the snow-covered trees. "Am I so unattractive in the eyes of the mates I’ve rejected so far?" she asked suddenly, her voice dropping to a vulnerable whisper. "Excluding you, Your Highness."

Dominick couldn’t help but let out a genuine laugh, the sound filling the small space of the car. "Why exclude me?"

"Because you’re an Alpha Prince. And because of what you’ve undergone," she muttered, though she didn’t sound as angry as before. "But the others... It makes me wonder if there’s something wrong with the way I’m seen."

Dominick slowed the car, but didn’t leave the gaze from the road ahead. "How many times have you been rejected?"

"This was my fifth rejection. I don’t understand the Moon Goddess. Why does she grant me chances upon chances to find love when it’s not made for me? Then, I learned deeper. First, I’m a submissive omega. Second, I don’t have a good family background. And third, maybe I’m not good enough to be a mate for any wolf."

Dominick shook his head. "If those Alphas didn’t see your worth, that’s their failure of vision, Jeniva. Not a reflection of your beauty. Besides, you’re a sentinel with a good record of fulfilling the tasks you’re given. Next time, you find a mate, don’t let them reject you."

"Do you want me to beg them then? I will look pathetic. I think I need to find an omega man before that. I need to fall in love, so that I wouldn’t get bonded with any Alpha again. I’m tired of it," Jeniva said, slumping back to her seat.

Dominick picked up the car’s speed and smiled at her words. "Definitely. Go on dates and find someone who will cherish you."