His Unwanted Gamma novel Chapter 204

Chapter 204

Elara’s POV

Amara was trembling on the floor, her eyes wide with a mix of horror and disbelief. She stared at me like I had become some sort of

monster.

“Amara!” Dorian rushed to her side, panic in his voice. His hands were gentle as they settled on her shoulders, checking for any injury. Then, in an urgent tone, he called out, “Get Lady Amara to the medical room!”

Servants scrambled to help, including Fatima, the maid I had met back at Blood Moon Pack. She shot me a look that could freeze fire, but quickly turned her attention back to Amara, supporting her delicate form as they moved away.

“Come on, my lady,” Fatima muttered, her words dripping with resentment toward me. “Let’s get you out of here.”

Amara’s eyes fluttered with tears. She reached for Dorian’s sleeve, pulling him back before she was fully led away.

“Don’t blame Elara, Dorian,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “It was my fault. I should have warned her about our tradition before 1–before I poured the water. I–I didn’t mean to cause any harm,” she sobbed.

Dorian’s expression softened, and he wrapped an arm around her, whispering soothing promises. “I’ll check on you soon.”

When Amara was finally escorted out, Dorian turned to face me. His gaze was colder than ice.

“We welcome our guests with a water ritual,” he said, his voice clipped. “It’s part of our tradition.”

I scoffed, crossing my arms. “She didn’t just sprinkle it, Dorian. She poured an entire jug. Is insulting your guest part of your tradition?”

Dorian’s jaw tightened, and just as I thought he might speak, a voice boomed from the crowd. A man cloaked in grey stepped forward, his presence commanding attention.

“The Lycan castle is sacred,” he intoned, voice deep and powerful. “Water is sprinkled to cleanse the bodies and souls of outsiders before they enter the sacred land. Your actions, Miss Manning, were disgraceful. All because of your ignorance.”

Cleansing my soul?

Ignorance?

A bitter laugh escaped my lips. These Lycans were even more arrogant than I’d imagined.

“You forget, your King chose me. A werewolf. To be your Queen,” I said, my voice laced with a cold edge. “I’m no outsider. You are my subjects” I glared at the grey–cloaked man, “And my soul? It doesn’t need cleansing.”

He blinked, taken aback by my audacity.

The man’s voice faltered, but he pressed on, “It’s a tradition-”

“If you expect me to respect your tradition,” Finterrupted, “then you’ll first learn to respect me. Your future Queen.”

A heavy silence fell over the crowd. No one dared speak, their eyes flicking between me and Dorian. The grey–cloaked man shifted, seemingly unsure of how to respond.

He finally turned to Dorian, voice low, almost a whisper, “Your mate needs to learn some manners, my King. We cannot present her

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like this.”

“I’m aware,” Dorian grumbled, clearly irritated.

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He grabbed my wrist with force, pulling me forward. The crowd parted to make way for us, bowing as we passed. I didn’t bother to acknowledge any of them.

“You’re dismissed!” Dorian snapped, and they scattered.

We walked in silence, my feet struggling to keep up with his long strides. I was dragged through the front yard, down endless corridors, and through twisting hallways. The castle was like an elaborate maze, and I couldn’t even remember how we’d come this

far

Inside the castle, the grandeur was even more striking. The balconies were carved with intricate designs, and the stained–glass windows glimmered like jewels in the dim light. But before I could take in any more, Dorian shoved me into a room and slammed

the door behind him.

“I thought we had a deal,” he hissed, his anger barely contained.

I crossed my arms, chin tilted high. “Yes, a deal,” I said coolly. “You asked me to play your mate, and that’s exactly what I did.”

He stepped forward, eyes narrowing. “What you did to Amara-”

“Being nice to your mistress isn’t part of our deal,” I shot back, cutting him off.

Dorian’s face flushed, his voice trembling with embarrassment. “Amara is not my mistress.”

I shrugged, uninterested. I wasn’t here to argue about his relationships, though I could tell something was off between them.

“You really should learn to respect your elders,” he muttered, trying to regain some control. “They hold a high position in our society. If you offend them, even I can’t protect you.”

“I don’t want to be seen as weak,” I said, meeting his gaze without flinching. “Being tough is my survival strategy. If you want a puppet who’ll let you pull the strings, you’d better release me and find someone more submissive.”

A smirk curled on his lips, mocking. “Too bad. I want you. Only you.”

I sighed inwardly, frustrated. He had no idea what he was asking for.

“I won’t be your puppet, Dorian. But if you want to play the king, fine. Go ahead. But don’t come crawling back when you can’t control the chaos you’ve started.”

His mockery didn’t phase me. If anything, it made my resolve stronger.

He turned toward the door, hand on the doorknob. “You said you didn’t want a chaperone. I respect that. Go to the dining hall. Get acquainted with the people. There will be elders there. Good luck.”

He left, slamming the door behind him.

I rolled my eyes, chuckling to myself. He thought a few elders would intimidate me. He couldn’t be more wrong.

I took a quick look around the room. The closet was filled with delicate, flowing gowns, all in my size. Whoever prepared them expected me to dress like a Lycan princess, but they were wasting their time. I closed the door on the closet and left it behind.

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like this.”

“I’m aware,” Dorian grumbled, clearly irritated.

He grabbed my wrist with force, pulling me forward. The crowd parted to make way for us, bowing as we passed. I didn’t bother to acknowledge any of them.

“You’re dismissed!” Dorian snapped, and they scattered.

We walked in silence, my feet struggling to keep up with his long strides. I was dragged through the front yard, down endless corridors, and through twisting hallways. The castle was like an elaborate maze, and I couldn’t even remember how we’d come this

far.

Inside the castle, the grandeur was even more striking. The balconies were carved with intricate designs, and the stained–glass windows glimmered like jewels in the dim light. But before I could take in any more, Dorian shoved me into a room and slammed the door behind him.

“I thought we had a deal,” he hissed, his anger barely contained.

I crossed my arms, chin tilted high. “Yes, a deal,” I said coolly. “You asked me to play your mate, and that’s exactly what I did.”

He stepped forward, eyes narrowing. “What you did to Amara-”

“Being nice to your mistress isn’t part of our deal,” I shot back, cutting him off.

Dorian’s face flushed, his voice trembling with embarrassment. “Amara is not my mistress.”

I shrugged, uninterested. I wasn’t here to argue about his relationships, though I could tell something was off between them.

“You really should learn to respect your elders,” he muttered, trying to regain some control. “They hold a high position in our society. If you offend them, even I can’t protect you.”

“I don’t want to be seen as weak,” I said, meeting his gaze without flinching. “Being tough is my survival strategy. If you want a puppet who’ll let you pull the strings, you’d better release me and find someone more submissive.”

A smirk curled on his lips, mocking. “Too bad. I want you. Only you.”

I sighed inwardly, frustrated. He had no idea what he was asking for.

“I won’t be your puppet, Dorian. But if you want to play the king, fine. Go ahead. But don’t come crawling back when you can’t control the chaos you’ve started.”

His mockery didn’t phase me. If anything, it made my resolve stronger.

He turned toward the door, hand on the doorknob. “You said you didn’t want a chaperone. I respect that. Go to the dining hall. Get acquainted with the people. There will be elders there. Good luck.”

He left, slamming the door behind him.

I rolled my eyes, chuckling to myself. He thought a few elders would intimidate me. He couldn’t be more wrong.

I took a quick look around the room. The closet was filled with delicate, flowing gowns, all in my size. Whoever prepared them expected me to dress like a Lycan princess, but they were wasting their time. I closed the door on the closet and left it behind.

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