His Unwanted Gamma novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Elara’s POV

“Is that really the kind of filth you want to spew in public?”

I stepped out from behind the pillar, my voice slicing through the air like a whip. Every maid in that lobby snapped their heads toward me, eyes wide with horror.

None of them spoke. Hanna, the ringleader, went pale.

“I asked a question,” I said, walking forward, slow and deliberate. “Who gave you the right to drag my name through the dirt like that?”

They looked like they’d just seen a ghost–my ghost, perhaps.

Just moments ago, I’d been heading out for a run, feeling surprisingly refreshed. The suite I now stayed in used to belong to Miela, but thanks to the chaos she created, she had been evicted and sent to a less flattering room. Serves her right.

But now, here I was, facing a group of maids whose mouths clearly worked faster than their minds.

“W–We didn’t know you were here…” one stammered.

“That much is obvious.”

I looked down at the suitcase Hanna had just dropped like trash. It was mine. Probably the same one she’d just said I didn’t deserve to carry.

Before I could say anything else, a new voice snapped into the air–low, furious, and unmistakably dominant.

“What the hell did you just say about her?”

Thorne.

He strode out from the opposite hallway, his presence drawing instant silence. His aura rolled through the space like a wave -every maid dropped to their knees in instinctive fear.

He didn’t look at me right away. His eyes locked onto Hanna like she’d just spat on his crest.

“Say it again,” he said through clenched teeth. “I dare you.”

“N–no, Alpha…” Hanna’s voice broke.

Thorne grabbed her collar, dragging her halfway to her feet. “Did Elara work as a maid after I made her Luna? After I marked her?”

No one answered. But their silence was confirmation.

“She did,” I said quietly, watching him. “Because your Luna wasn’t allowed to forget her ‘place. That’s what your sweet Miela and her mother made sure of.”

He turned his head to me, his expression unreadable. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I tried.” My voice was firm, but not raised. “But you believed them. You believed every lie they told you,

Thorne.”

His jaw clenched. “I never asked the right questions.”

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Chapter 21

“No. You didn’t.”

A heavy silence fell again. One of the maids hiccupped, trembling.

Thorne released Hanna, who dropped like a ragdoll to the floor. He turned toward the luggage.

“These are hers?”

“Yes–yes, Alpha,” one maid whimpered.

“And they were taking them where, exactly?”

“To the top floor,” I answered for them. “After I was assigned to the basement last night.”

Thorne turned sharply. “What?”

“That’s where they put me. Same room I used to scrub floors in when I was seventeen. Only this time, they tossed in a stained mattress and called it a suite.”

He looked sick.

“And you said nothing?” he asked quietly.

“What would’ve been the point?”

He stepped toward me then, slowly. “Because I should’ve known.”

“No,” I corrected him, standing my ground. “You should’ve cared.”

He looked at me–really looked–and I watched something behind his eyes begin to shatter.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “Elara, I had no idea. If I had-”

“But you didn’t.” My voice was ice now. “And frankly, that’s the whole problem.”

The elevator dinged behind us, and a few more BloodMoon soldiers stepped out, immediately freezing when they saw Thorne and me mid–standoff. No one dared speak.

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