His Unwanted Gamma novel Chapter 63

Trist’s POV

I wasn’t expecting this to be eaty, but as the soldiers stormed into Garron’s front yard, something inside me tightened. There was a crowd. Always a crowd. People who never cared about what happened behind the closed doors, until now. There was a murmur of speculation–abize of voices flicking from one whisper to the next

“Why are all these soldiers here?” someone called out, his curiosity piqued.

“Theard Gamma Garron committed a crime,” another voice chimed in, “and they’re going to confront him about it.”

at his past. First

A third voice broke in, dripping with disdain, “Didn’t tell you he was rotten? Always knew that Garton wasn’t the decent sort. Just look at i the First Lady, now this… Direstone Pack’s finished

could feel the heat of their stares, but I wasn’t focused on the bystanders, Garron was the only thing in my sights, and as the soldiers banged their fists against the front door, I took a step closer, making sure not to blink

“Open up!” A soldier’s voice was sharp. “We know you’re in ther

Tre in there, Garron

“Spill the money you’ve been hiding, you bastard!” another voice roared.

But Garron didn’t move. He was already somewhere else, his panic cutting through the air. The door stood there, silent and firm–until it wasn’t.

With a collective grunt, a few of the soldiers threw their weight against it. The door cracked open, and the sound yard, I could hear the first shuffling step into Garron’s territory as people surged forward like a storm.

ring echoed

Inside the house, I could see him crawling, desperate, his back nearly scraping against the wall as he scrambled for the back door. His eyes breath coming in short, sharp bursts. And then I saw him, turning, his gaze locking with mine.

“Triss!” he hissed, almost like a curse. “You’ll regret this.”

I stepped forward, blocking his escape, catching him by the collar before he could make another move. His body went rigid, and he frase like a cornered animal

There was a short silence, broken by his voice–filled with forced authority. “Who the hell let you into my house! This is trespassing! I could have you all executed for this–OUT!” he toured

His words didn’t even reach anyone. Not anymore. Garron’s power had long since dissipated with the growing disdain people had for him. The soldiers, the ones who once respected him, looked at him like he was already a ghost.

The crowd wasn’t backing down

“Is it true, Garron? Did you steal from the pack?” someone from the back yelled, their voice thick with accusation

Garron wiped his brow, his hand shaking. “That’s a liellused every penny for the army…“His voice wavered as the truth squeezed out, unwante

A soldier sneered, crossing his arms. “Oh yeah? Explain the rundown training grounds then. The moldy food? The uniforms falling apart?” His eyes flashed with anger. “Some of us got food poisoning from that expired crap last year!”

Garron stammered, his voice trembling. “That’s the purchasing department’s fault! Not mine!”

A woman’s voice rang out, filled with righteous/ury. “I’m the head of purchasing! I asked for more money to feed our soldiers well–what did you do? Denied it! And then you blamed me for food poisoning? YOU did this, Garron!!

The soldiers muttered in outrage, their eyes locked on him.

“Food poisoning? I had to fight to survive for days!” someone shouted from the back

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Garron’s jaur tightened as he jerked back, but the man’s fist was treaty in motion. The panel faded rifern conesoon Boot courted fie and he stumbled back, a rage flooding his face

“STOP NOW!” Garron shouted. His wolf fings began to emerge, his body bristing with animaliste for y

He took a deep breath, shaking off the punch, as if trying to hold onto some content. His words were told, engeremans been convicted of anything You can’t take my title from mar

Estepped forward, keeping my distance

right to lead us. No one trusts you anymore fot atter everything you’ve done

tared at me, his eyes wild with

Garron glared at me

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with defiance. “Who cares what you think? My father was a hero.

looked at the crowd, watching the cracks form in his facade “You used your father’s lege

are too much to ignore.”

Garron’s voice shook as he pleaded, “You can’t do this. The elders…they owe me

The air was thick with unease as the elders filed into the room, following Elara and Thome throug

A cold silence filled the room before Elara’s voice broke the tension, dripping wi

impressive how stupid and arrogant you are.”

Garron’s face drained of color as he turned to the elders. “No, please… for my father’s sake, you can’t…

1. n. Garron. Your actions have consequences”

But the elder spoke sternly. “You’ve abused your position,

The others, eyes cold, didn’t even need to speak. Their silence was louder than any words they could have said

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