His Unwanted Gamma novel Chapter 33

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Chapter 33

“You?” Orik’s voice cracked with disbelief. “You think you’re the right one to seduce Cael?”

Corla gave Micla a loving but worried glance, gently clasping her hand. “Sweetheart, I adore your confidence. But juggling Alpha Thorne and now Cael? You might burn yourself out.”

Miela flipped her hair, her chin lifted like a queen already addressing a loyal court. “This is about strategy, not feelings, mother. You said it yourself–without Cael’s support, Elara is nothing but an average she–wolf with an attitude”

She crossed her legs and leaned back like she was already draped in victory. “And let’s be honest, no one else is pretty enough to turn his head. Certainly not that ugly brute, Vessa.”

Corla chuckled and brushed Miela’s cheek. “Tell us your plan, darling.”

“Well,” Miela bit her lip coyly. “He tried talking to me a few times back at Direstone Keep. He was polite, maybe too polite. But Vessa kept sticking herself between us like a damn shield. I’m convinced she has a crush on him.”

“That won’t be a problem,” Ruvan added, pouring himself more tea. “You’re not just any girl. You’re Miela Diaz. If you want him, you take him.”

Miela smiled sweetly. “Exactly.”

Orik leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “And what if Cael wants… you know, more than just tea?”

Corla’s cup paused mid–air. Ruvan looked up. Miela blinked once.

Orik shrugged. “What? It’s a fair question.”

“If that’s what it takes,” Miela said calmly, “then I’ll sleep with him.”

She didn’t even flinch. If anything, she looked smug.

Thorne was still her endgame. But if seducing Cael destroyed Elara’s standing, she’d make the sacrifice.

Corla reached out to tuck a strand of Miela’s golden hair behind her ear. “Just don’t let Thorne find out, darling. He’d never forgive you.”

“He won’t,” Miela said with a confident grin. “Cael will be mine before the week is over.”

Three days passed.

By the time I returned to the training grounds, my body had healed, but my mood hadn’t. I hated resting. Lying in bed while everyone else trained gnawed at my nerves. But even I had to admit–I needed the recovery.

Cael hovered like an overprotective hawk until I swore not to touch a blade until the doctor approved it. So, here I was, back on the field, leading Ashfang Hollow Pack’s first session after our victory in the hunting challenge.

The reward? Full access to the largest training arena.

As I stepped toward the gates, I caught sight of someone slipping around the corner. The crisp air shifted, and I called out.

“Triss!”

She stopped abruptly and turned, her posture rigid. Even from a distance, I could see the bruising around her left eye. She looked like she hadn’t slept in days.

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“Gamma Elara,” she said softly, avoiding my gaze.

I walked up to her. “You alright?”

She nodded, but her body screamed otherwise.

“And… thank you,” she mumbled. “For standing up for me.”

I didn’t waste time. “Did Garron blackmail you into taking the blame?”

Triss hesitated–too long.

Then, she shook her head. “No. It was my fault. I did it.”

Her voice was hollow.

“Triss, if he’s threatening you, I can-”

“Don’t talk to me again,” she whispered. “Gamma Garron doesn’t like it when I… when anyone talks to me.”

And she turned away.

I didn’t stop her. Not yet. But something about the way her shoulders sagged told me the truth was still buried.

I walked back to the field and gathered my team. After a brief speech to boost morale, I paired everyone up for combat drills.

While monitoring the sparring pairs, I noticed Vessa glaring into the distance. Her expression was thunderous.

Following her line of sight, I found Cael leaning against a tree, arms crossed, watching silently. He wasn’t even smirking, which was rare for him.

I flicked Vessa’s forehead.

“Ow!” she yelped. “What the hell, Elara?”

“No daydreaming about my brother during drills.”

She groaned and rolled her eyes. “Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

I paired with her for a few rounds, correcting her form and blocking her attacks. Her movements were stiff, distracted.

When we finally broke for water, I nudged her. “Alright. Spill it. What happened with Cael?”

She dumped cold water over her head before answering.

“He’s an asshole, that’s what. I asked him what we were, what we were doing… you know. And do you know what he said?”

“What?”

“That it’s physical. Nothing more. He said he needs to marry someone noble–like a Luna type. That we don’t have a future.”

My jaw clenched.

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“He said if I wasn’t okay with that, we should stop.”

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