His Unwanted Gamma novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203

Elara’s POV

I could feel the tension in my spine, every muscle stiffening. I didn’t need to look–he was watching me. I could feel his eyes on my back, heavy and unsettling.

I turned slowly, my gaze meeting his. “You’ve been watching me this whole time?” My voice was cold, sharp like a blade.

Dorian grinned, that crooked, smug smile I hated. “Didn’t want to interrupt your little exercise routine,” he said with a casual shrug. “You’ve been asleep for days, thought you could use a stretch.”

I clenched my fists, the urge to slap him almost overwhelming. But I kept it together. “Why did I end up back here? I ran straight

ahead!”

“You think you did,” he mused, his tone dripping with amusement. “But the fog in these mountains has a mind of its own. Outsiders always get lost. Only Lycans know the way.”

Frustration bubbled up inside me. Damn it. So that’s why he untied me.

Now I couldn’t escape, not even if I tried.

He shifted closer, his hand catching my chin, forcing me to look up at him. “Speaking of which…” His eyes gleamed. “Did you Thorne just became the Werewolf King?”

My breath hitched. “What?”

know

Dorian’s grin widened. “Yep. Got the news earlier. He crowned himself today. So much for the love he claims to have for you. As soon as you’re out of the picture, he’s eager to embrace that power.”

My heart thudded in my chest, but I quickly regained my composure. “You’re wrong.‘

The smile froze on his lips. “How’s that?”

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“Werewolves can’t track Lycans,” I said, my voice firm. “If Thorne wanted to find me, he had to become the King first. He didn’t do it for power. He did it for me.”

Dorian’s face darkened. He stepped closer, his grip tightening on my chin. “You really believe that?”

“I know it.” My voice didn’t waver.

Dorian let out a derisive snort. “You’ve got a lot of faith in him, don’t you?”

“Of course, I do. He’s the man I love,” I said, meeting his gaze, challenging him to deny it.

His expression twisted in anger, his grip on me tightening until it was almost painful. “Don’t you dare say that in front of me.”

I didn’t flinch, staring back at him defiantly. “Why? The mighty Lycan King can’t handle a little truth?”

Before he could reply, footsteps approached from behind us. A group of Lycans emerged from the mist, Alden stepping forward.

“My King,” Alden said, bowing slightly. “The elders and Lady Amara are expecting you at the castle gate.”

“Not now!” Dorian growled, his voice full of irritation.

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Alden lowered his head, his submission clear. Without a word, he and the others retreated back into the fog.

I looked at Dorian, my voice icy. “You should go. Lady Amara is waiting for you.”

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His hand dropped from my chin, and for a moment, there was a heavy silence. Then, in a tone that was suddenly businesslike, he

spoke.

“Let’s make a deal, Elara.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m not interested in making any deals.”

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“You will hear me out,” he insisted, his tone firm. “When I bring you before the elders, you’ll behave. Pretend we’re in love, that we can’t wait to mate.”

I laughed, the sound harsh and mocking. “And why would I do that?”

“Because you have no choice,” he said, his voice growing darker. “Work with me, and you’ll have my protection in the castle. Disobey me, and I’ll leave you to be torn apart by the Lycans. Some of my people… they’re not fond of werewolves.”

I narrowed my eyes. His threat was clear. And it wasn’t empty. But there was one thing that stood out to me..

“Why do I need your protection in your own castle?” I asked, my voice quiet, but sharp.

Dorian clicked his tongue, his lips pressing into a thin line. He didn’t answer at first, but I could tell something was off.

“Let me guess,” I continued, pressing him. “Your home isn’t exactly a paradise, is it? Someone’s a threat to you. Probably the elders?”

He crossed his arms, his posture defensive. “Do you always have to be so damn perceptive?”

“When my life’s at risk, I like to stay ahead of things,” I shot back.

He let out a short laugh, shaking his head. “I’ll explain everything once we’ve made a deal. So, Elara, what do you say? Do we have a deal?”

I took a long moment, weighing my options. Then, I nodded slowly,

“Fine. Only temporary. I’ll play along in front of the elders. But you can’t force me to acknowledge any mate bond.”

Dorian shrugged, clearly dismissive. “In the end, you’ll come around.”

His condescension was suffocating. He thought he had me cornered. But I knew better. The Lycan’s territory wouldn’t hold me forever. I’d find a way out. I always did.

We shook hands, a brief but firm agreement between us.

Dorian whistled, and Alden, along with the other Lycans, reappeared from the mist.

“Let’s go,” Dorian said, motioning to the car.

We climbed in, and the car began to move, cutting through the fog that thickened as we traveled deeper into the mountains. The air felt colder, fresher, the scent of pine trees mixed with distant wildflowers.

The road twisted, clinging to the mountain slopes like a snake, and soon, a castle emerged from the mist–a magnificent structure

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that seemed to rise from the very rock itself.

My breath caught in my throat.

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