His Unwanted Gamma novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45

Elara’s Poy

“Execute it now. Remove your woll claws and that tattoo on your forehead–immediately!”

“NO–ET

Miela’s scream tore through the tension in the room. She lunged at Thorne, thrashing wildly. Two guards quickly served her shoulders, but she fought them with everything she had “YOU LOVE ME, THORNE she screamed again, the words breaking as she struggled against them.

“You can’t do this to me! Don’t you remember i saved your life when we were children! You can’t! YOU CANETIT

The words bit like a sharp, unexpected slap I felt a flicker of confusion.

Miela saved Thorne’s life?

Why had I never heard this before? Why had he never mentioned it?

Just as I was at

about to process this now information, three people burst into the room–Miela’s mother, father, and youngest brother, Orik.

“Oh my God! My babe!” Corla’s voice broke as she rushed toward Miela, yanking her away from the guards

“What have they done to your Her voice cracked with the kind of panic only a mother could feel.

Miela collapsed into Corla’s arms, burying her face in her shoulder, her sobs ragged. “They wanted me dead, Mother! They wanted to cut off my claws!” she cried, her words raw with fear.

Ruwan stepped forward, his hands shaking, eyes flickering nervously at Thome. Though he was clearly terrified of him, he found enough courage to speak up. “We’ve heard what happened,” he said, voice faltering. “My daughter may have done wong but she doesn’t deserve this-

“Then do I deserve this! Prisca’s voice cut through the air like a blade. She stepped forward, revealing the stumps where her arms had once been a cold fury in her eyes.

Ruvan froze, eyes darting nervously, as if he’d been caught in a trap, “Well you are just a maid. Maybe you should blame your poor family… His voic trailed off in a panicked murmur,

“WHAT?!” Jory’s shout filled the room, furious. “Do you think poor people deserve to suffer! This has never been the way in the Blood Moon Pack! We treat everyone equally!”

The Direstone Pack members who’d gathered in the room bristled, their anger flaring in response to Jory’s words

I could feel the tension rising. The room was on the verge of exploding. I raised my voice, stepping in between the growing conflict suggest you choose your side wisely, Mr. and Mrs. Diaz,” I said, my tone sharp and unwavering. “Mels is a criminal now. Do you really want to protect a criminal it could ruin your family’s reputation.”

The reluctant looks that flashed across Corla and Run’s faces confirmed my suspicions. They were already weighing their options, calculating the costs of their choices

A cold smile tugged at the corner of my lips.

I know them too well Corla and Ruvan, they were self–serving–always had been. They’d never do anything that could hurt their wealth or status. They’d throw anyone, even their own blood, under the bus to preserve it.

“Mom!“Mela’s voice was desperate, as it she could still hold on to some shred of hope. She jerked her head up, looking at Corla in disbelief. “Don’t listen to Elara! I’m your daughter! I’m the future LUNA! I can help this family freally can

Orik’s voice was quieter but no less damning “But you’re a criminal now. No way will Alpha Thorne make you Luna.

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Chapter 45

Miela whipped around, her eyes blaring with fury. “SHUT UP You Foot!” she spat, her voice venomous.

I glanced at her, then added coldly, “Don’t forget you still have three sons, How will they be affected if you keep defending a crimemali

Corla’s face softened for a brief moment, but the mask quickly returned. She exchanged a glanced with Puvan, and then–slowly–she pushed Mala

“Micla… my baby…” Corla whispered, her voice filled with feigned sorrow.

She wiped at the corner of her eyes as if she were fighting back tears, but saw through it, it was an act. “I’ve told you not to do those things, but you wouldn’t listen. Look at you now…” Her words were barely audible, dripping with a resignation that stung

Miela staggered back, the weight of her mother’s words staring into her chest. Her eyes shifted, searching for something in Puvan, something that

would hold her up.

“…Dad?” she whispered, her voice breaking

Ruvan placed a hand on her shoulder, offering a smile that was all too practiced. “Don’t worry, Miela,” he said soly. “Even if you’re expelled, we’ll take care of you. You’ll always be our baby daughter.”

Miela clenched her jaw, stifling the scream that tried to escape. I could see the look in her eyes–she knew this was a lie. She’d heard these empty promise’s before, and now they were nothing more than words with no weight.

It was ironic, really. She had promised the same thing to Prisca, knowing all too well what it felt like to be abandoned by the people who were supposed

to protect you.

Her family was done with her,

Everything she had ever held dear–her wealth, her title, her future was slipping through her fingers, all because of me.

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