Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 17 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 17

Chapter 17 

Camila’s POV Post 

Subject: Exclusive Partnership Proposal – Blackthorn Jewels & Veyra 

Dear Veyra, 

Blackthorn Jewels is pleased to present a renewed proposal for an exclusive collaboration with your design house. We believe your creative vision and our established position in the luxury jewelry market could create something exceptional. 

Our proposed partnership includes a substantial investment, exclusive distribution rights across selected international markets, and a long-term collaboration that would position Veyra alongside some of the most recognized names in luxury fashion and jewelry. 

We would welcome the opportunity to discuss the proposal with you personally at your earliest convenience. 

Kind regards, 

Blackthorn Jewels 

Business Development Division 

I read the email twice. Another proposal. And this one was even more enticing than the last. 

I leaned back in my chair, studying the screen. Blackthorn wasn’t making a casual offer. They were willing to invest heavily in Veyra and take the brand into international markets. 

That should have excited me. Instead, it made me suspicious. 

I closed the email. Who exactly was Blackthorn? And how much did they know about Veyra? 

They had emailed me several times using the email Anabela had used to register in the competition. Each proposal was more aggressive than the previous one, as if they were becoming increasingly confident that I was the person they wanted to do business with. But they still knew nothing about the woman behind Veyra. At least, that was what I thought. 

I shut down the email and switched back to the documents waiting on my screen. For days, I 

had been going through everything relating to Whitmore Group. Financial statements. Performance reports. 

Shareholder complaints. Departmental records. Pending contracts. 

The more I read, the more obvious the problem became. 

My phone rang just then. I picked it up and saw Anabela’s name on the screen. I pinched my nose. Goddness, there was no escaping her. She had sent several invites for events I had zero interest in attending. I’d given several excuses but it seems she wasn’t giving up. I 

answered. 

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“Where the hell are you?” Her shrill voice cut through the room. 

pulled the phone away from my ear for a second. “Hello to you too.” 

“I’ve been trying to reach you. I even went to your apartment, and you weren’t there. What is going on with you? Are you hiding from the world?” 

I scoffed. “I’m on a retreat.” 

“A retreat?” She sounded genuinely offended. “What retreat? And your best friend doesn’t even know about it?” 

I laughed under my breath. “I just needed some time alone.” 

“Some time alone? I cut my vacation in Paris short because of you, and I come back to find 

out you’ve gone on some secret retreat?” 

I rolled my eyes. “Anabela, I’m fine.” 

“You’d better be. Because I’m seriously considering tracking you down.” 

“You don’t have to.” 

“Then tell me where you are.” 

I hesitated. “I’ll be back in a few days.” 

“That isn’t an answer.” 

“It’s the only one you’re getting.” 

She groaned. “You’re impossible.” 

“I know.” 

There was a brief pause. “Just come back soon, okay?” 

“I will.” 

“Promise?” 

“I promise.” 

“Good. Because when you get back, you’re explaining everything.” 

I smiled.,”Deal.” 

I ended the call before she could ask another question. In seconds, I forced myself to refocus on the documents in my hands. 

The group had been losing ground since Grandma stepped down and handed the Managing Director position to Malian Philip. 

Revenue was slipping. Important accounts had been lost. Several departments were underperforming, and the stakeholders were becoming increasingly unhappy with the direction of the company. 

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Malian was taking advantage of the position. And I had allowed it to happen. I should have taken over years ago but I was more engrossed with frivolities. 

Grandma had prepared me for that responsibility from the moment she took me in after my parents were murdered by rogues. 

She didn’t raise me like an ordinary girl. She raised me as a Whitmore. I attended prestigious schools. I studied law and international relations and earned master’s degrees in both. I had been trained to understand business, negotiations, corporate affairs and the responsibility that came with the Whitmore name. 

I had everything I needed. 

But instead of stepping into the life Grandma had prepared for me, I had spent years distracted by something I believed was more important. My fated mate. Love. Julian. 

I had been so consumed by the idea of finding my destined partner that I had pushed everything else aside. And to make matters worse, I had allowed Julian to believe I was barely educated. That I only finished high school. That I was incapable of understanding his world. 

That I was simply another woman who needed him. 

I stared at the financial report in front of me. How foolish had I been? 

I had hidden my education, my wealth, my abilities and my identity from a man who never deserved to know any of them. And while I was busy believing in fate, the company my family had built was slowly being run into the ground. 

The worst part was that I’d gone as far as restricting my wolf with a silver bracelet I’d bought from a witch. I’d worn it to keep my Alpha aura and bloodline hidden. I ran a finger around the bracelet on my wrist, remembering the witch’s warning. 

As long as you wear it, you remain hidden. Don’t ever take it off. 

I’d followed her words for over five years. Grandma Amelia had been furious when she discovered the bracelet. But she had never forced me to remove it. Julian, on the other hand, 

had always dismissed it as cheap jewelry. He never once questioned why it never left my wrist. If only he knew. 

I sighed and leaned back in my chair. For years, I had mistaken love for my destiny. Now I finally understood. I had a responsibility waiting for me. And I was done running from it. 

A knock sounded at the door of my Grandma’s study. I looked up from the documents spread across my desk.”Yes,” 

An omega entered and bowed, “Luna, there is someone here to see you.”. 

“Who is it?” 

“She says she’s an occupant in one of the properties owned by your family. Luna Amelia asked that you attend to her.” 

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I stared at the omega. An occupant? I groaned inwardly. I was finally getting ready to take over Whitmore Group, and now this. 

was still trying to understand why Grandma wanted me to attend to this woman when remembered the bracelet. I still hadn’t removed it. 

It was restricting my wolf, leaving my senses weaker than usual. I couldn’t even rely on her to tell me whether something about this situation was off. 

“Let her in,” I finally said. 

The omega bowed and left. I tried returning to the documents, but my attention had already shifted. 

Two minutes later, the double doors opened again. The omega stepped inside. Someone followed her. My heart nearly stopped. 

I knew exactly who it was. 

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