"Mabel, don't say that," Alpha King Raidan finally intervened. He cast a glance at Gabriel, who had yet to respond. Before the argument could start, Raidan said, "You should go to your chamber. Take some rest."
Gabriel, however, had no intention of leaving without making his stance clear. His violet gaze locked onto his mother's.
"I won't set foot in this palace again after I attend the gala with Amelie," he declared. "Your treatment has hardened me so much that your words no longer affect me, Queen Mabel." His lips curled into a smirk, though his eyes held no amusement. "And as long as it infuriates you, I'll keep doing everything that makes your heart burn with hatred."
Gabriel tightened his grip on Amelie's hand as they made their way toward the Eastern Palace, the secluded part of the estate where they could find some peace, away from the suffocating tension of the main palace.
