Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 13 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 13

Chapter 13 

Camila’s POV Post 

“You shouldn’t have interfered. Not this time.” I snapped, turning to face Alpha Roman. “I could have handled Vivienne myself.” 

I was pissed. I had the damn invitation card to Luna Catherine’s birthday dinner. I’d missed the look on Vivienne’s face when I pulled it out of my clutch. But Roman had stolen that satisfaction from me. 

He had mischievously stepped in, turning the whole thing into his personal game. 

Roman barely seemed to hear me. 

He was watching me with that infuriating amusement in his eyes, like he had dragged me in here for his own entertainment. 

“What are you doing?” I demanded. “You’re not even listening to me,” 

“I am.” 

“No, you’re not.” 

A slow smile touched his mouth. Then he stepped closer. I instinctively stepped back. Roman followed until my back was almost against the wall. His scent wrapped around me- wolfberry, wood and something distinctly him. My body remembered before my mind could stop it. That night. I hated that the memory still had that kind of power over me. 

“How are you planning to thank me this time?” he asked. 

I stared at him. “Thank you?” 

“For saving you from being thrown out.” 

“I didn’t need saving.” 

His smile deepened. “Of course you didn’t.” 

“You interfered because you wanted to provoke Julian.” 

“I did.” 

At least he admitted it. “You enjoyed every second of it.” 

“Very much.” 

I rolled my eyes. “You’re unbelievable.” 

His gaze dropped to my mouth. The shift was subtle. But I noticed. 

My pulse jumped. 

“And yet,” he murmured, “you’re still standing this close to me.’ 

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I opened my mouth to answer, but he leaned closer. I lifted my hand between us, covering my mouth before he could kiss me. 

Roman stopped. For one tense second, neither of us moved. 

His eyes dropped to my hand covering my mouth. Something darker flickered in his gaze, and I caught another faint shift in the air between us. His scent seemed stronger with something deeper that made my wolf stir uneasily beneath my skin. 

“You really think that will stop me?” 

“Try me.” 

The corner of his mouth lifted. Then he moved. Instead of my lips, he lowered his head and brushed his mouth against the side of my neck. 

My wolf reacted instantly. A shiver ran through me. 

“Roman.” 

He ignored the warning. His lips lingered against my skin, and every instinct in me screamed that I should push him away. Then his teeth grazed the sensitive spot where my neck met my collarbone and my legs suddenly became weak. A sharp sting followed. I gasped. 

His wolf surged beneath his scent, possessive and wild, and my own wolf answered before I could stop her. 

shoved him back. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I rushed to the mirror. A dark red mark was already forming on my neck. I stared at it in horror. “You did not just do that.” 

Behind me, Roman licked his lips and stayed completely unbothered. 

In fact, he looked amused. 

“You’re insane.” 

His eyes met mine in the mirror. “Maybe.” 

I touched the mark again and glared at him. “How am I supposed to walk out there looking like this?” 

Roman’s gaze settled on me. “What?” I demanded. 

His mouth twitched. “Worried Julian might misunderstand?” 

I scoffed. “Julian can misunderstand whatever he wants. He’s married now, I’m single.” 

Roman took another step. His eyes darkened. “Then give him something worth misunderstanding.” Before I could ask what the hell he meant, his hand closed around my waist. “Roman-” His mouth crashed onto mine. 

His hit me first. Then his scent filled my senses, and my wolf whimpered. My hands landed against his chest but I lacked the will power to push him away. Instead, I stood there for 

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one dangerous second trembling. 

Roman seemed to notice. His grip tightened. Then his teeth caught my lower lip. A sharp spark shot through me. I shoved him hard. 

He barely moved. I glared at him, breathing faster than I wanted. 

“You did that deliberately,” I said, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. 

Roman’s shirt rumpled and a few buttons out, his collar pulled open. He looked entirely too pleased with himself. “Did I?” 

“Don’t give me that.” I glared at him. “You wanted Julian to see me with your marks on me. You’re doing this to get under Julian’s skin.” 

His eyes gleamed. “Maybe.” 

“Maybe.” 

I wiped my mouth again and shot him a look. “Dont waste your time. Julian has a wife. Whatever you’re trying to prove, he doesn’t care.” 

Roman’s smile came slowly. “That’s what you think.” 

I hated the way my wolf reacted to his kiss. I turned toward the door before he could say anything else. The moment I stepped out of the lounge, I nearly walked straight into Julian. 

“Camila.” 

His voice changed the instant he saw me. Softer. Almost pleading. 

“Don’t take anything Vivienne said seriously. She was trying to get under your skin.” 

I stared at him. He actually had the nerve. 

“None of it matters,” he continued. “You know how I feel about you.” 

I almost laughed. “Do I?” 

His jaw tightened. “She’s jealous. She knows I still care about you. I told you I would fix this. I meant it.” 

“Julian, stop.” 

Just give me some time.” Then his eyes dropped. His expression changed. I knew exactly what he had seen. The mark on my neck. 

Then his gaze moved to my lips. His face hardened. “What happened to you?” 

I folded my arms. “Why?” 

He reached for me. I stepped away, “Don’t.” 

“Who did that?” 

“That’s none of your business.” 

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Behind me, the lounge door opened. Roman walked out in perfect timing. His eyes met 

mine first. Then he looked at Julian. Without saying a word, Roman came up beside me and slipped an arm around my waist. My body went rigid. 

Julian stared at his hand. Then at me. Then back at Roman. “What the hell is this?” 

Roman’s mouth curved. I could practically feel the mischief rolling off him. “Looks pretty clear to me.” 

Julian’s face drained. “You two…?” 

I didn’t answer. He looked between us like his mind couldn’t make sense of what he was seeing. “Were you in there together?” 

Roman glanced down at me. I caught the amusement in his eyes. 

He was enjoying this far too much. 

Julian’s voice rose. “Camila, are you fucking my half-brother to get back at me?” 

I smiled sweetly. “Would it make you feel better if I said yes?” 

His face twisted. “You want to make me jealous.” 

I shrugged. “You’re married, Julian and I’m single. Who I chose to fuck shoudnt be your concern.” 

His eyes burned. “No. This isn’t real. You’re just putting up an act to hurt me.” 

I tilted my head. “Who says it’s an act?” 

Julian opened his mouth, but I didn’t give him the chance. I turned, grabbed Roman by the collar, and pulled him down to me. 

Then I kissed him. Hard. Right there. Right in front of Julian. 

Roman went still for a split second. Then his hand settled against my waist. He pulled me closer and kissed me back, practically devouring my lips. When I finally broke the kiss, my heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. 

I looked straight at Julian. “Well?” 

His face had gone rigid. “You’re going too far Camila….you don’t know what kind of wolf Roman is…. You’re only going to hurt yourself.” 

For one brief second, I saw it in his eyes. He still wanted me. 

But he had chosen Vivienne. Her status. Her family. The life that came with her. He wanted everything he had thrown away without having to live with the consequences. 

He reached for my hand again. I pulled it away. “Don’t touch me.” 

His jaw clenched. Before he could say another word, a furious voice cut through the hallway. “Camila, seriously?” 

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