His Unwanted Gamma novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105

Clara’s POV

I couldn’t help but be intrigued by the place. The Grace Ruin, a name that carried so much weight, yet none of the rumors truly captured its essence People talked, sure, but how many had actually been here? None that I knew,

Until now.

We rolled through the city gates, just Thome and me. The streets twisted and turned, leading us deeper into the heart of this enigmatic place. If someone had described it to me, I wouldn’t have believed them. It was beautiful in an unexpected way, ancient yet alive, with spires and bridges that told stories of a long forgotten past. The scent of spices clung to the air, mixing with the soft music of street performers. It all felt surreal

“Well, it’s not that bad.” I munwared to Thome, my voice barely above a whisper.

He glanced at me, a wry smile tugging

gat his lips. “What were you expecting?

Ibit back a laugh, watching a group of children chasing a kite down the street. “Something a little darker, I guess. Blood and corpses. Maybe buildings made of skulls. You know, the usual hellscapo.”

Thorne snorted, clearly amused. “Lance isn’t an idiot. This is his home, his kingdom. If he made it a living nightmare, no rogue would dare settle here. He needs this place to feel welcoming, if he wants to attract anyone to join his cause

But there was something else in Thome’s eyes, a shadow that made the air feel heavier. “Though,” he continued, his voice lowering, “he’s not so kind when it comes to other people’s homes

The reminder hit me like a slap. The fires in Fox Town. The bodies on the flagpoles in the Cragfen Fortress. Lance wasn’t just a king he was a monster. We needed to end him before he had another chance to wreak havoc.

Our car rolled deeper into the city, and I could feel the tension building as we approached a massive palace. This had to be where Lance resided.

We stepped out, and a group of rogues servants, perhaps–watched us from a distance. Their eyes were full of whispers, fear, and uncertainty. One of them gathered the courage to approach, hands trembling as they bowed.

“A–Alpha Thome… Miss Elara… Good day”

for you in the main hall, Alpha Thorne. He wants to

Their voice quivered, almost apologetic, as they hesitated before continuing. “The King is waiting to

speak with you alone. Miss Elara, you may follow me to the guest room and rest.”

Thorne’s gaze was cold, his lips curling into a sneer. “I’m in no mood to see him now,” he muttered, voice as sharp as steel. “Lead us to our room.”

The servant looked to, unsure whether to defy or obey. They stood frozen in place for a heartbeat before Thome took my hand, guiding me past them without another word.

“H Hold on a second The servant stammered, rushing to catch up. “This way, please…

The walk to our room was nothing short of awkward. Everywhere we turned, servants and maids scattered, eyes darting away in fear. Thome’s presence was like a storm in a calm sea, and they were all too aware of it.

I couldn’t help but notice it, the way they recoiled. They seem terrified of you,” I whispered, incredulous.

Thorne’s smile was faint, almost bitter. “It’s not surprising. I’ve killed too many rogues, fought too many battles.”

He said it like it was the simplest thing in the world, as though the weight of his words was nothing more than a fact, if anyone else had said it, it would have come off as boasting, but with Thorne, it was just truth.

They led us to a suite on the top floor, a room that felt like something out of a dream. Luxurious, expansive, with a view of the gardens outside. It seemed too… welcoming, considering we were in enemy territory.

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I sat beside him on the couch, studying the grandeur of the place, “What do you think he’s up to?” asked quietly. “Why bring us here and treat un so

well?

Thorne settled back, his posture relaxed, but his eyes still alert. “He’s playing a gime. The question is, who gets what they want first–him, or us?”

leaned in, nudging his shoulder with mine. “I’m betting on us. We’ll kill him first.”

A faint smile tugged at Thorne’s lips. We sat there for a while, the sence stretching comfortable yet filled with unspoken tension. Eventually, he held me, his arms a shield around me. I closed my eyes, breathing in the scent of him. There was something about being in this place–dangerous yet I felt safe. As long as theme was here, nothing could touch me

I dozed off, the hum of the palace lading into the background. But not long after, a sot voice interrupted my sleep.

“I’m sorry, Alpha Thorne… The King is here… He’s waiting to see you

Topened my eyes slowly, blinking away the haze of sleep. A maid knot in front of us, too scared to even raise her head.

“Lance is here?” Imumbled, rubbing my eyes.

Thorne shrugged nonchalantly “Apparently so. Do you want to sleep a little longer? Fm sure he can wait

I chuckled softly, sitting up. “No, Tra fine. Go see what he wants. He seems desperate”

Thorne glanced at me one last time. “You sure? You don’t want to come along?”

*The King wants to see your

you only,” the maid said, her voice trembling

Thorne’s eyes darkened, a chill running through the air as he stared at her. “No one cares what he wants.”

The maid quickly shut her mouth, her fear palpable.

sad. My gaze met Thorne’s

He turned back!

d back to me, his voi

his voice softer. “Stay here. I’ll be back soon.

– With a kiss to my forehead, he left, the maid trailing behind i

I stretched, my muscles sore from the long journey. I stood, walking to the window, my eyes scanning the grounds below. Guards stood at attention, their eyes scanning the horizon, Servants hurried about their duties, trimming the trees under the watchful eyes of the soldiers. If they faltered, even for a second, I could already imagine the consequences. The thought made my stomach chum

Something wasn’t right here. This place wasn’t peaceful at all. The tension was thick, like a storm waiting to break.

Just as I was about to turn away, I heard a loud crash from behind me

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