Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 15 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 15

Chapter 15 

Vivienne’s POV Post 

“I accept. On one condition.” Camila lifted her chin and accepted the challenge after staring at me as though I had suddenly grown two horns. 

For some reason, that confidence amused me. She had no idea what she was walking to. “What condition?” 

“If you lose, you confess before everyone here how you used me to get close to Julia. Then you get on your knees, apologize and call me Luna Vivienne three times.” 

A hush swept through the hall. “Not in your life.” I hissed. 

Her lips curved. “Then don’t lose.” 

My eyebrows lifted. “Deal.” 

She actually said it. Just like that. I nearly laughed. There was no chance she could beat me. I’d played piano since I was a little girl. My parents had made sure of it. They believed a daughter from a respectable family should know how to carry herself in every setting, and music had always been one of the things they were proud of. 

I performed at family functions, private dinners, and charity events. 

I knew the instrument. I knew the room. And more importantly, I knew how to make people watch me. 

Camila had none of that. During all the years she had been with Julian, I had never seen her play. Not at a family gathering. Not at a party. Not even casually. She had never been good at anything except deceiving Julian with her silly innocence. So whatever confidence she was displaying now was going to disappear the moment her fingers touched those keys. 

“I’l go first.” I walked toward the piano. The crowd naturally opened for me. 

“Take your time with it.” Camila said smugly. 

I sat down and smoothed my dress before placing my hands over the keys. For a second, I glanced at Camila. She was watching me quietly. I smiled. Then I began to play. 

The music travelled through the reception hall. My fingers moved steadily, carrying the melody with enough ease to make it look effortless. I kept my shoulders relaxed and my 

movements controlled. 

A few guests nodded along. Someone murmured approval. 

Then my finger landed on the wrong key. I corrected it quickly. Another small slip came later. I ignored that one too. No one needed to know I hadn’t touched the piano seriously in 

years. 

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I finished with a final flourish. Applause broke out. I stood, pleased with myself. It wasn’t perfect. But certainly enough. Especially against her. 

Turned toward Camila. “Your turn.” 

She walked over. I expected hesitation. Maybe an excuse. Instead, she sat down as though she’d been waiting for this moment. 

She adjusted the bench once. Then she looked at me. “Don’t worry,” she said. Her fingers hovered above the keys. “I don’t panic over amateurs.” 

My smile dropped. The room seemed to lean closer. 

Roman’s POV 

I stayed where I was and watched. 

Camila had just taken her seat at the piano. Across from her, Vivienne looked far too pleased with herself. That alone made me curious. I folded my arms and settled back, wondering what the hell Camila was about to do. 

The first note answered me. Clean and precise. Then another. 

And another. My eyebrows lifted. Well. This was unexpected. 

The music grew stronger, filling the reception hall with a confidence that had nothing to do with showing off. Her fingers moved quickly across the keys, but there was no wasted movement. Every transition landed exactly where it should. The room changed. Conversations died one after another until there was nothing left but the music. 

I glanced at Vivienne. Her smug little expression had disappeared. 

Interesting. 

Camila wasn’t merely playing. She was dismantling the entire challenge without saying a word. The piece became faster. More demanding. Most people in the room probably couldn’t tell how difficult it was. I could tell enough. She wasn’t struggling. She was in 

control. 

I watched her hands move with effortless precision, then looked at Julian. He was staring at her like he’d just discovered he’d been sleeping beside a locked vault without ever bothering to find the key. 

I almost laughed. So this was what she had been hiding. The final notes rang through the hall. Camila lifted her hands. 

For a heartbeat, nobody moved. Then the room erupted. This wasn’t the polite applause Vivienne had received. People were genuinely impressed. I couldn’t stop the grin from pulling at my mouth. 

Camila stood and turned toward Vivienne. “Well?” Vivienne looked like someone had just unplugged her brain. 

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Camila tilted her head. “Ready to kneel, or should I give you a minute to recover?” 

few people laughed. Vivienne’s expression tightened. “No way.” 

She shook her head. “This is impossible.” 

Camila gave her a lazy look. “That’s not exactly a winning argument.” 

“You cheated.” Vivienne said. 

That got my attention. I nearly chuckled. Camila Tooked at the piano, then back at her. How exactly does one cheat at playing a piano?” 

A few more laughs broke out. Vivienne’s composure cracked further. 

“There wasn’t an official judge,” she snapped. “You don’t get to decide that you won.” 

Camila folded her arms. “Fine.” She nodded toward the piano. “Play what I just played. You should know the tune, right?” Vivienne went still. “If you can reach even eighty percent of it, I’ll accept that you won.” 

Beautiful. I had to bite back a laugh. Vivienne didn’t move. She couldn’t play that, not even five percent. And she knew she had lost the challenge. Camila knew it. And judging by the looks passing through the room, everyone else knew it too. 

Camila turned slightly, raising her voice enough for the surrounding guests to hear. “So that’s how this works? You create the challenge, name the punishment, lose, and then suddenly the rules become inconvenient?” 

Vivienne’s hands curled at her sides. She looked toward Julian. 

And made the silent plea. Help me. Julian moved immediately, stepping between them. 

“Camila, enough.” His voice had dropped, like he was trying to contain the disaster before it spread any further. “This is Luna Catherine’s birthday dinner, not your personal revenge 

show.” 

I almost laughed again. The man had some nerves. 

Camila stared at him. “Funny. I don’t remember inviting your wife to turn it into a talent competition.” 

Julian’s shoulders stiffened. “Let it go. We can talk later.” 

Camila glanced past him at Vivienne. “She challenged me. She decided the terms. Now she’s upset because she lost.” Her mouth curved slightly. “That isn’t my problem.” 

Vivienne suddenly shoved Julian aside. “You bitch!” She lunged toward Camila, one hand shooting forward. Before she could get anywhere near her, I intervened. 

“Security.” My voice wasn’t too loud but powerful enough to shake the room. Two guards moved immediately. One caught Vivienne around the arm before she could even reach Camila. The second stepped between Julian and the women when he tried to move forward. 

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The room fell quiet again. I walked over. Vivienne struggled against the guard. “What the hell 

are you doing?” 

topped a few feet away. “Throw out the nuisance at Luna Catherine’s birthday dinner.” 

The guards began to bundle my idiotic brother and his wife out. 

Vivienne’s mouth fell open. Julian’s expression hardened. 

“You can’t just throw us out.” 

I looked at him. “Watch me.” I gave the guards a small nod. “Take them out.” 

“Yes, Alpha.” 

They began escorting them toward the doors. Vivienne kept protesting. Julian kept arguing. I barely listened. My attention had already returned to Camila. She was standing beside the piano, perfectly composed. And damn it, I liked that about her. She hadn’t needed me to rescue her again. She’d walked into that challenge and destroyed Vivienne all by herself. 

I leaned slightly toward her. “Remind me never to challenge you to anything involving a piano.” 

Her lips twitched. “Or anything else, for that matter.” 

Before I could respond, Camila moved after the guards. “Wait.” 

The guards stopped, along with Julian and Vivienne. Camila walked toward them, calm and graceful, as if she hadn’t just turned the entire room upside down. “This isn’t over yet.” 

I frowned. 

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