His Unwanted Gamma novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76

Elara’s POV

His voice was a low murmur, just enough for us to hear. The others were too far gone in their own thoughts, but I caught it clear enough.

“Seriously?” I shot a glance at Thorne, disbelief still rippling through me. “You suspect him? Do you have any proof!”

Thorne didn’t flinch. His face, calm and unreadabile, gave nothing away.

“No proof. That’s the beauty of it. We wait, let him make a mistake,”

I crossed my arms, the biting cold grawing at my skin. “But how do you expect to catch him in the act? He’s got the upper hand now it be ages before he slips up.”

A quick, calculated look crossed his face. “Thave a plan. But I need your help.”

Traised an eyebrow, intrigued despite myself. “What kind of plan?”

He leaned in, whispering so only I could hear, his breath warm against my ear. The intensity in his eyes held me, the cold of the air forgotten.

“That’s… pretty brilliant.” I said, stepping back and meeting his gaze. “But are you sure about telling me? What if I’m the one working with the mole?”

I forced a laugh, trying to lighten the tension, but the way he looked at me made my heart skip. His expression wastone–cold.

“So, are you?”

His voice was steady, but there was something underneath. It sent a quick panic through

“No! Of course not!” I stumbled over the words, catching my breath. “I was kidding… Probably not the right joke, huh?”

A grin finally cracked across his face, the weight lifting from his shoulders. “Relax, Elara, I was messing with you too.” His hand brushed the hair hom my face, fingers lingering as his eyes softened. “You have my trust, completely.”

The relief washed over me in a flood. I stepped forward, closing the distance between us, and wrapped my arms around his waist. The anxiety that had been eating at me for days melted away, leaving me with only the warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

The next afternoon, we reached the Craglen Fortress, the bitter wind cutting through us. Thorne immediately gave orders to set up camp a few miles out and as the soldiers went to work, he led the Gammas up to a high point to scout the fort

The blizzard hit hard as we ascended. The wind whipped, sharp and relentless, and the snow was so thick it swallowed up the horizon. We were all squinting into the storm, trying to make out anything at all

Bex, frustrated, lowered the telescope with a sigh. “Can’t see a damn thing, it’s all just white.”

“I’ll try,” I said, taking the scope from him, I peered through, my fingers trembling in the cold. For what felt like forever, I searched the landscape, my eyes straining to make out any sign of life beyond the storm.

Then, through the blur of white, something caught my eye. A figure on the rampart–small and far away, but there. They were waving.

“Wait,” Imurmured. “I think I think they’re waving at us.”

“Really!” Triss asked, eager “Are they signalingus? Asking for help?”

“Under this weather? They should be frozen by now,” Theo chattered, shivering in his coat. He wasn’t built for this kind of cold.

Thome’s voice cut through the cold, low and grim. “You’re right. They should be.”

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Chapter 76

adjusted the scope again, my eyes namowing as I tried to focus. The wind made it impossible to hold steady, but her along moment. I fini clearly. Those weren’t people waving

The figures hanging from the Ragpole–barely visible in the storm were bodies, head. Frozen,

Triss’s voice cracked. “Oh my god.

My heart drepped, fury rising in my

y chest. It was a message. A warning.

“They knew we were coming that muttered, lowering the telescope. “Let’s head back to camp”

Back at the camp, we gathered in the warmth of an empty room, the tension thick between us. Thorne’s voice cut through the quiet like a blade

“We’ll attack Craglen Fortress tonight.”

The shock in the room was palpable. We hadn’t expected him to move so quickly.

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“But… aren’t we jumping the gun? Bex asked. “No preparation? We don’t even have a solid plan yet.”

ng time. Let’s go. Now

Triss’s voice was sharp, frustration clear. “After seeing that? We’re wasting

Thorne nodded, but there was something in his eyes–a hardness, like he had already accepted the gravity of what we were about to do. “You’re right But we can’t just rush in. The plan will be sent to each of your phones tonight. Don’t share it with anyone. No one else can know.”

Silence hung in the air, thick and heavy

Roman, his voice sharp with suspicion, broke the quiet. “So, you think there’s a mole in the room, huh? That’s why we can’t even discuss it among ourselves?”

Thorne’s response was calm, but firm. “That’s not what I meant.”

“Then what do you mean?” Roman spat, his tone hostile. “You’re acting like we can’t trust anyone.”

Triss stood up, planing at Roman. “Don’t turn this into something it’s not. We agreed to follow Thorne’s orders. Don’t make it personal.”

“You calling me the male?” Roman growled, stepping forward. “If I’m the mole, just say it!”

Triss met his challenge head on. “So, are you?”

“Enough!” Elara snapped, stepping between them, her voice low but fierce. This isn’t the time. We’ve got rogues to deal with Let’s focus on that Whatever Thorne’s doing, he’s doing it for a reason. Trust him.

Roman, fuming, glared at the group but didn’t say another word. He stormed out of the tent, his boots pounding the snow.

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