His Unwanted Gamma novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115

Elara’s Pov

The moment the champagne tower crumbled, Hroze

The sound was deafening

eplosion of glass and fizz that echoed through the room. The tower had been nearly two maters high, and now, it was þwap of shattered glass and spilled wine. And at the center of the wreckage Andre.

The chaos that followed was instant. People screamed, some backing away, some simply standing there in shock, unsure of what had just happened,

his place teach himatesson–but this? this was more than intended.

I didn’t mean for this to escalate Sure, I wanted to part

I stood there, watching as the last of the glass settled into the wreckage, my mind racing.

“Thoine,” I whispered, trying to keep the urgency out of my voice, “This might be a bit much… Andre’s not just anyone. He’s General Danton’s kid, affec

Thorne didn’t even look at me as he rolled his wrists, eyes narrowing at Andre

“I don’t care who his father is. He’s lucky he’s still breathing.” Thorne muttered, his voice cold, unfazed by the spectacle we’d

Before I could respond, the security came charging in, large men in black suits, moving like they owned the place. One of them knelt beside Andre, trying to pull him from the wreckage

“Master Andre!” the security guard gasped, clearly shaken. “Are you hurt? Can you move?”

Andre’s

s groan was sharp, a mix of pain and fury. His leg was twisted at an unnatural angle, blood seeping through his torn clothes.

“You’re asking me if I’m alright? Are you blind?” he bellowed, each word dripping with rage. “Get the man who did this! Now”

His shouting was a blur of angry noise as the security guard looked at Thorne and me. The man’s face was filled with hesitation, but recognition flickered in his eyes.

“Alpha Thome!” the guard stammered, taking a step back, his hands shaking

I could practically feel the fear radiating off him as he stumbled over his words.

“What… What are you doing here?” he squeaked.

Thorne barely acknowledged the man. His eyes never left Andre, his tone icy and dismissive.

“Am I not welcome?” Thorne’s voice was low, almost mocking

“Of course not…” the guard replied quickly, but I could hear the tremor in his voice.

Thorne let out a quiet, chilling laugh.

“That kid tried to lay hands on my mate,” Thorne said, stepping forward. “I showed mercy by not snapping his hand or neck. Now, you want to amest me? Go ahead. Try

The silence that followed was thick, suffocating Not a single one of the six guards moved, their eyes fucking between Thome and each other, no one daring to challenge him,

I watched as Andre seethed from the ground, still unable to move without palo, yelling at the security.

“Cowards!” he spat. “I’ll have you all fired for this!”

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Chapter 115

One of the guards leaned in close, whispering something to Andre The conversation was low, but the words hung in the air.

“Master Andre, we understand you’re upset, but that’s Alpha Thorne, the guard said quietly. “No onean touch him – not men the k

Andre’s eyes widened with disbeliel, his face contorting in rage.

“He’s our enemy! And you cowards.” he broke off as he saw the look on their faces.

I couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at Ander. He was a spoiled brat, sure. But there was something in the way he stood his ground that made me passe

As if on cue, the nightclub manager appeared, flanked by a couple of medical staff. They rushed over, carefully lifting Andre onto a stretcher, his bice contorted in pain as they moved hin

“Take him to the hospital,” the manager instructed. His tone was frantic, but there was no denying the urgency in his voice.

As they passed ts, Andre shot one final venomous look our way, spitting in our direction.

“You’ll pay for this,” he hissed, his voice shaky but filled with fury.

Thorne snorted, an expression of mockery crossing his face.

“A threat from a kid who can barely stand. How cute. He didn’t even bother to look back as the staff carried Andre away.

The manager quickly stepped forward, his demeanor suddenly polite, almost deferential

“Alpha T

Thome, Lady Elara,” he greeted us with a bow, his words laced with forced politeness. “Good evening and welcome to our establishment.”

Thome’s response was a hard, cold stare.

“We’re not here to make trouble. Do we have more problems coming?”

The manager shook his head quickly, his eyes wide with fear.

“No, of course not, Alpha Thorne,” he replied hastily. “I just wanted to let you know that Lady Kimberly has invited you to the private lounge. She wishes to speak with you.”

I glanced around, noticing that Jory and Kimberly were no longer in their booth.

“Of course,” Thorne answered, his tone sharp, commanding

We followed the manager up to the second floor, where he led us to a large, wooden door. After knocking, he stepped aside, his face suddenly neutral, almost submissive.

“Lady Kimberly is expecting you inside,” he said.

Thorne pushed open the door without hesitation, and I followed him

The room was grand, Larger than I expected, designed to host at least fifty people. But the silence was almost unnerving, especially compared to the pounding bass downstairs. Kimberly sat casually on a curved sofa, cigarette in hand, her posture relaxed. Jory, on the other hand, was a picture of nervous energy, sitting a few feet away, his eyes downcast.

“heard you wanted to talk, I broke the silence, hy voice firm.

Kimberly smiled, a slow, lazy grin. She exhaled smoke, the tendrils curling in the air.

es, I do,” she said, her voice almost too calm. “My mate told me what you’re after. I’m here to help. Ask me anything”

“Name your terms,” Thome said, his tony cool but guarded.

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She chuckled, leaning back in her seal.

There’s no term, no condition. I’m offering to help you for free.

I couldn’t mask my skepticism.

“You’re Lance’s Cabinet Minister,” I said, narrowing my eyes. “Why would you help us without expecting something in return?”

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