He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother - Chapter (12)
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Chapter 12
Roman’s POV Post
His eyes flashed at the word brother.Good. I knew exactly which buttons to press. We had shared a father, but little else. Julian had spent years chasing the recognition he believed I had been handed simply because I was born into the right position. He wanted my status my influence, and the respect I commanded. The problem was that none of those things could be borrowed.
“You don’t know what happened between us,” he snapped.
I looked at Camila. She stood beside me with her chin lifted, her expression unreadable. “No,” I replied. “But I know what you did.”
I turned back to him. “You cheated on your mate, marked another woman, and then watched your new wife insult the woman you betrayed. Now you’re standing here pretending she’s the problem.”
I let out a short laugh. “Tell me, Julian. Is there anything you can do without making yourself look like a complete fool?”
His face darkened. Vivienne immediately stepped forward. “Camila has been following us everywhere! She appeared at the mall, the restaurant and now she’s here. She’s obviously
obsessed with Julian.”
I looked at her slowly. “Obsessed?”
“Yes!”
I glanced at Camila. She looked as though she was trying very hard not to laugh. The sight nearly undid me. I wanted to know what was going through her mind. I wanted to hear what she would say if I stepped aside and let her handle these two herself. But I also wanted to watch Julian suffer. And I wasn’t about to waste such a perfect opportunity.
I turned back to Vivienne. “Your husband cheated on her. She rejected him and walked away. Yet here you are, screaming about her in front of half of Silverhaven and Ravencrest.” I paused. “Tell me, Mrs. Blackwell. Who exactly is obsessed with whom?” Someone behind us coughed to cover a laugh.
Vivienne’s face went scarlet. “I am his wife!”
“And yet you look terrified that another woman might steal his attention.”
Her mouth fell open. I continued before she could recover. “You have the ring, the marriage, and the title. What else do you want? A public announcement that you’re the only woman in the room?”
A few guests exchanged glances. I knew some of them were enjoying every second. Good.
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Let them enjoy it. By tomorrow morning, this little confrontation would travel through every influential circle in Silverhaven. Julian would become a laughingstock, and I would make certain he remembered exactly who had delivered the final blow.
Vivienne turned toward Julian. “Are you going to let him speak to me like this?”
Julian stepped forward. “Roman, that’s enough.”
I smiled. “Or what?”
He glared at me. “You’ve always hated me.”
“Don’t flatter yourself. I have better things to do than hate you.”
I leaned closer, lowering my voice just enough to make the words feel personal. “But I do enjoy watching you destroy yourself.”
His expression shifted. For a moment, he looked ready to swing at me. I almost hoped he would. A public attack on the Alpha of Ravencrest would make tomorrow’s headlines considerably more interesting. But Julian had never possessed enough courage to follow through when the consequences were real. He swallowed his anger.
I straightened and looked around at the people watching us.
“Since we’re all gathered here, let me make something clear.”
The room quieted. I didn’t need to raise my voice. Every person nearby was listening.
“Camila is my guest. No one will touch her, insult her, or attempt to throw her out. If anyone has a problem with that, they can bring it to me directly.” I paused, allowing the words to settle. “And I strongly advise you to think carefully before you do.”
The security guard lowered his head, muttered an apology and retreated. Vivienne looked as though she wanted to argue, but one glance at me seemed to remind her that she was dealing with a bigger bully.
Julian, however, was still staring at Camila. His eyes moved from my hand to her face, and I saw the anger twisting inside him. I could have removed my hand from her shoulder. Instead, I leaned slightly toward her. “Enjoying the evening?” I murmured.
She turned her face toward me. “Immensely.” There was a spark in her eyes.
I grinned, “Good, I would hate for you to be bored.”
“Is humiliating your brother one of your hobbies?”
“Only when he makes it this easy.”
A small smile tugged at her lips. For a moment, I forgot about the crowd watching us. Then I remembered Julian was still standing directly in front of us, practically choking on his own
resentment.
I slipped my hand from Camila’s shoulder, only to offer her my arm.
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“Shall we?”
She looked at my arm, then at me. “Where are we going?”
“Anywhere you like.”
I leaned closer, lowering my voice so only she could hear. “Unless you’d prefer to stay here and watch your ex-husband’s pride bleed all over the floor.”
Her lips parted in a startled laugh. Ex-husband. We both knew she had never married Julian, but the look on her face told me she understood exactly what I was doing.
I wasn’t rescuing a helpless woman. I was provoking a man who had spent too long believing he could do whatever he pleased without consequences. And I was enjoying every second of it.
Camila finally slipped her hand through my arm. A warm, unfamiliar satisfaction settled in my chest. I glanced back at Julian one last time. His expression promised trouble. I gave him a lazy smile. Let him stew. He had spent years believing Camila was someone he could discard and reclaim whenever he wanted. Tonight, I intended to make him question that belief. What I hadn’t expected was how much I would enjoy having her beside me.
I pulled Camila into the private lounge and closed the door behind us.
She immediately yanked her wrist free and turned on me.
“Alpha Blackwell,” she said coldly, “what do you think you are doing?”
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