His Unwanted Gamma novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123

Lana’s POV

Hleaned against the cool stone of the cave, watching the thick frees sway in the breeze, my nerves prickling. Thorne and i had told the maids the market–plausible enough, given how often we spent time in town for trivial things. But nothing about this felt trivial, I could feet the weight of what we were about to do pressing down on me, and I wasn’t sure if the nerves were excitement or dread. Either way, it was happening.

“Do you think Andre’s going to show up?” Thorne’s voice broke through my thoughts, tight with frustration. His arms were crossed, his stance rigid, clearly not sharing the same optimism I had been trying to muster

1 shifted, my hand instinctively reaching for the pouch at my waist, “He’ll be here. He’s reliable.” I didn’t believe it, not entirely, but infused to let the doubt in his eyes make me falter.

Another fifteen minutes passed before Thome snapped, “He’s going to bail. I knew it was a bad idea from the start.”

I rubbed his shoulder, trying to shake some calm into him. “Patience, Thorne. We need to trust him.”

He shot me a dark glanced, one that held more than a hint of disapproval. “Maybe it’s time to rethink all this. Maybe this plan is going south from the beginning.”

Before I could respond, I caught a flicker of movement in the distance. My heart leaped. “He’s here.”

Andre emerged from the trees, his face flushed, sweat streaking down his forehead. He was panting like he’d run a garathon, and when he saw us, he staggered a little, his breath catching in his throat. “Sorry… got caught up…” he said, voice urgent.

“You’re late,” Thorne growled, clearly annoyed.

“I know, I know,” Andre said, wiping his brow. “Danton had me pinned down. Couldn’t find the right moment to slip away” He hesitated, and then his voice dropped, lowering with tension. “There’s been a change of plans.”

Thorne and exchanged a look. “What do you mean?” I asked, my heart skipping a beat at the uncertainty in his tone.

He took a deep breath. “The King’s here

My stomach dropped. “Lance?” I barely whispered, the name hanging between us like a weight I couldn’t h

“Yeah,” Andre muttered, his voice strained. “I don’t know why, but he’s here. I saw him with Danton as I snuck out. The whole thing’s thrown off now

Silence fell, heavy and thick. Then Thome snapped, his fingers digging into my wrist. “Abort the plan

jerked my arm out of this grasp. “Wait a second,” I said, my voice cutting through the tension. “We can’t back out now. We’ve come this far.”

Thorne was already shaking his head. “No. Lance changes everything. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I told you to stay out of this

I shot him a sharp look. “You don’t get to tell me what to do, Thome. We already talked about this. I can handle it.”

We stood there, glaring at each other, until Andre shifted uncomfortably. “We need to decide. The girls are already out there, waiting. It’s now or never.”

I didn’t hesitate. “We’re going through with it. No tracking out.”

Andre glanced at Thome, who was still grim–faced but didn’t argue. “Alright,” Andre said, his voice low but steady. He handed me a small bag “Here Everyone wears the same thing tonight. You’ll blend in”

I took the bag, glancing back at Thorne. He said nothing, but his eyes tracked me as I turned to head into the cave. I didn’t need to lool was still watching me like I was making the biggest mistake of my life.

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Inside the cave, I changed quickly. The outfit Andre handed me was tight, revealing, and not at all practical. But it was what I needed. I could feel the

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fabric clinging to me, the sequins catching the dim light. My hair fell in soft waves down my back, flowers woven into

the lower half of my face. When I emerged, Andre looked me over, his eyes lingering more than they should have, before he quickly looked a expression shifted from admiration to nervousness as Thome’s gaze tumed y

“Done staring?” Thorne’s voice cut through the air like a knife

Andre snapped his head down, his face flushed. “Sorry… Sorry, I just… I’m worried about you.

You look too good. Too much of a target

I didn’t say anything. Instead, I loosened the flowers from my hair and let it fall freely. When I stepped toward Thorne, trested my hand on his cheek, a simple gesture that meant more than words could say, “I’m going. I’ll see you later,”

Thorne took my hand, kissed it softly. “Don’t do anything reckless. I’ll be close.”

With a last look, I turned away and followed Andre. The forest was darker now, the air thick with the scent of damp earth. We walked in silence, and tried not to focus on the sinking feeling in my gut. After what felt like hours, we finally heard the distant sounds of laughter and shouting. The camp was

ahead.

The first thing I noticed were the girls. They stood together in a tight group, their faces pale with fear. Some of them were crying, their eyes red and swollen. I joined them, trying to look inconspicuous, but the weight of the situation settled heavily on my shoulders.

I glanced around. The camp was bigger than I expected, heavily guarded. Every few steps, a patrol circled, ensuring no one sneaked in. My stomach churned. This was no place for us to be.

But Thorne would be nearby. I trusted him. I had to

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