His Unwanted Gamma novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39

Chapter 39

Fenna’s POV

I froze when I saw her standing there. Elara. Of all the people… Elara. I hadn’t expected this–didn’t even know she knew I was here. My pulse quickened. She must have found out about the room key, right? She knew about my plan… and she knew exactly what I was about to do with Alpha Cacl.

Fear curled in my chest. This is it, I thought. Elara wasn’t someone you could walk away from. If she caught me, she wouldn’t hesitate to end it. I had no chance.

But then, a thought crossed my mind, and a brief sense of calm washed over me. Why should I be the one to panic?

Alpha Cael gave me the key, I reminded myself. He prefers me, not her. If anyone should be afraid, it should be Elara. She was the one who was yesterday’s news. Not me.

I forced a nervous laugh, trying to mask the fear twisting in my gut. “What’s this?” I demanded, my voice high–pitched. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Let me go! Or I swear, I’ll—”

She cut me off with a chuckle, her eyes gleaming. “Surprise me, darling. What are you going to do?”

I glared at her, the anger rising. I’ve got this, I thought, even though my breath was coming too fast. “I’ll tell Alpha Cael everything! I’ll tell him how you’ve disrespected me–how you’ve tried to hurt me. You’re done!” I clenched my fists. “You’ll see. He’ll punish you for this.”

Elara’s lips curved up into a slow, knowing smile. “And why do you think he’ll believe you?” she asked, her voice soft, mocking. “Tell me, Fenna. What makes you think he’ll take your side?”

I struggled to breathe under her grip, but I wasn’t backing down. I hissed through clenched teeth, “Because he’s into me now! He gave me his room key! He asked me to spend the night with him. He wants me, Elara! Not you!” I stood tall, trying to shove away the tremble in my voice. “You’re ancient history.”

Elara’s laugh echoed through the room. Loud. Mocking. I flinched, heat spreading across my skin.

“So,” she said between fits of laughter, “what makes you think I won’t end you right here, right now? Before you have a chance to tell Alpha Cael a damn thing?”

Her grip tightened like iron. My vision blurred, breath caught in my throat. I felt my chest constrict. I was suffocating, my body weak, like prey caught in the jaws of a predator.

“Please…” I whispered, choking. “Don’t…”

The words caught, but they didn’t sound like me. My cocky, confident self–the one who thought she had control–was slipping away fast.

“I won’t say anything!” I gasped. “I’ll… I’ll help you! I’ll even tell Alpha Cael you’ve been great. You’ll be his top choice!” The lie tasted bitter on my tongue, but I said it. I said anything to make it stop.

Without warning, the pressure on my throat vanished. I crumpled to the floor, coughing violently, my hands clutching at my burning chest. I was gasping for air, trying to regain my composure, but Elara had already moved behind me.

“Get up,” she ordered coldly. “You’ve got someone to meet.”

I scrambled to my feet, my legs trembling. My head spun, and I didn’t understand what was happening. Elara wasn’t acting like herself. What’s going on? I thought, but my thoughts were scattered, fading as she shoved me out of the bathroom and into the room.

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Chapter 39

Two people stood in the middle of the space. Vessa was leaning against the wall, her eyes already studying me like a specimen. And then, there was him. Alpha Cael.

“Alpha-!” I gasped, my heart pounding as I launched myself at him. “Alpha Cael! Thank God you’re here! She–Elara–she almost-” My words choked on a sob as I grabbed for his pants, clutching at the fabric like it was the only thing keeping me from falling apart.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Alpha Cael snapped, his tone irritated. He jerked his leg, freeing himself from my grip, and my stomach dropped.

“Let go!” he growled, his voice cold and cutting.

I stared at him, confused. What is this? I thought, the panic rising in my chest. This isn’t how he was supposed to act.

“What are you doing?” I whispered, more to myself than him. “Alpha Cael… You asked me to come here… don’t you remember?”

I spun toward Vessa, anger flaring inside me. “You! You gave me the room key! What is this? What game are you playing?”

Vessa glanced down at my chest, clearly unimpressed. She rolled her eyes. “You still haven’t figured it out?” she scoffed, her tone dripping with disdain.

I blinked, disoriented. “I… I don’t understand…” I stammered, my mind racing.

Vessa crouched down, her face inches from mine. “I gave you that key,” she said slowly, “on purpose. This wasn’t some gift. It was a setup. A trap, Fenna. For you. For him. For us.”

I froze. A sickening feeling crawled up my spine. A trap? No. It couldn’t be. Alpha Cael called me here…

I shook my head in disbelief, my vision blurring with the sudden rush of tears. “No… no… this can’t be happening… Alpha Cael… he wanted me here. He loves me…”

Cael rubbed his forehead, irritation flashing across his face. “Are you serious? Is this really what you think of my taste in women?” He sighed heavily.

I couldn’t hear him. The words didn’t make sense. I could only hear the crashing sound of my world crumbling around me.

“I won’t believe it!” I screamed, my hands tearing at my hair. “NO! You’re all lying! He wants me! I know it!” My voice broke, but I didn’t care anymore. “He just… won’t admit it yet. In front of you. But he will. He has to.”

My sobs turned to screams, a breakdown threatening to consume me. If this was a trap, everything I’d ever dreamed of–my life, my wealth, my future–was gone. Everything.

“I–I’m not crazy!” I screamed, kicking and flailing on the floor like a madwoman. “Alpha Cael loves me! I know he does!”

Cael’s voice cut through my hysteria. “Somebody do something about this woman, please!” His frustration was obvious.

Elara stepped forward, her face unreadable. Without warning, she grabbed my shoulder and shoved me hard against the wall. My breath hitched, the sudden pain sharp.

“Shut up. Right now,” Elara hissed, her grip tightening as she caught my cheek. “You’re in no position to negotiate. The only way you leave here is by doing exactly what I say. Got it?”

I glared at her, fury bubbling inside me. “You’re nothing but a—”

“Enough!” Elara’s cold laugh sliced through the air. “You still don’t understand. I’m the Gamma of the Blood Moon. I don’t take orders. I give them. And I have ways of getting what I want.” Her grip tightened around my wrist.

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