Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 24 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 24

Chapter 24 

Camila’ POV Post 

His cologne hit me first. Then I noticed how close his face was to mine. I stiffened and reached for the glass. “I can drink without assistance.” 

He moved the glass away from my hand, smiling as though we were sharing some private joke. “Where’s the fun in that?” 

My expression cooled. “I didn’t ask you to do this.” 

He either failed to understand the warning or chose to ignore it. 

Instead of moving away, he took a mouthful of wine. Then he leaned toward me, apparently intending to transfer it to my mouth with a kiss. 

My eyes widened. Was he insane? I jerked backward, disgust twisting my stomach. “Get away from me!” 

He was attractive, I’ll give him that. But a handsome face didn’t give him permission to touch me, much less force a kiss on me. I was about to shove him off the sofa when the door flew open. Several uniformed officers marched into the room. 

“Everyone, stay where you are!” one of them barked. 

The music stopped abruptly. The men around me scrambled to their feet as the officers spread through the room. 

“Hands where we can see them,” another ordered. “We’ve received a report of suspected illegal activity and solicitation. Everyone in this room is coming with us.” 

The moment the officers entered, the room fell silent. For a heartbeat, nobody moved. I stared at them in disbelief. What the hell was happening? 

Then one of them announced, “You’d better start thinking about who you want us to call. Your families, perhaps?” 

The effect was immediate. Several men exchanged nervous looks. One who had been swaggering around the room earlier suddenly found the floor fascinating. 

Bella stepped forward before the situation could get any worse. 

“Officers, please. There’s been some kind of mistake. We’re having drinks with friends. That’s all.” 

The officer surveyed the room. His gaze travelled over the disarranged cushions, the scattered glasses, and the men who had been practically climbing over one another to get 

near me. 

“Is that what you call it?” he asked. “Because from where I’m standing, it looks like an orgy 

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palace.” 

Bella’s jaw tightened. “Everyone here is an adult. They’re single, we’re single, and nobody has forced anyone to do anything.” 

“Excellent. You can explain all that at the station.” He motioned toward the door. “If your story checks out, you’ll have nothing to worry about. Until then, everyone comes with us.” 

That was when Bella’s carefully assembled collection of handsome men lost its chart One man hurried toward the door. Another followed, then two more. Within seconds, the room was emptying faster than a club at closing time. 

I watched them disappear in disbelief. So much for Bella’s grand selection of eligible bachelors. Apparently, their courage lasted only as long as the music played and nobody threatened to call the police. 

Soon, only Bella and I remained. Bella turned back to the officers, visibly offended. “This is ridiculous. We haven’t committed a crime.” 

One of the officers gave her a stern look. “Do you girls understand the risk of inviting a roomful of strangers into a private space? You barely know these men. What exactly did you expect to happen?” 

Bella opened her mouth, then closed it. For once, she had no clever answer. I pressed my lips together. The officer had a point, irritating as that was. What had we been thinking? Actually, Bella had been thinking. I had simply allowed myself to be carried along by her 

enthusiasm. 

I straightened my dress and faced the officer. “We understand. It won’t happen again. But could we please settle this without contacting our families?” 

The thought of Grandma Amelia hearing that I’d been caught in a private club room surrounded by strange men made my stomach tighten. She would have questions. Many of them. And I wasn’t in the mood to explain how Bella’s attempt to improve my love life had nearly landed us in a police station. 

Before the officer could respond, the door opened again. A tall man strode into the room as though he owned the place. My breath caught. Of all the people who could have walked through that door tonight, it had to be Alpha Roman Blackwell. 

His gaze swept over the officers, the abandoned glasses, Bella’s furious expression, and finally me. Something unreadable flickered across his face. 

Then the familiar arrogance settled in. “I’m her family,” he announced. 

I stared at him. My family? 

The officer turned to Roman, clearly unimpressed by his entrance. “And you are?” 

Roman’s eyes remained on me. One corner of his mouth lifted. 

“Why don’t you let her tell you?” 

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Roman’s POV 

Camila looked as though she would rather the floor swallow her whole. For a moment, I wondered if she would pretend she didn’t know me. Instead, she lifted her chin and forced a smile. “He’s my brother.” 

My brow rose. Her brother? That was a new one. I decided to let her have it. For now. Behind me, Damon remained at the doorway, looking between the officers and the two women as if he’d walked into the middle of a play and missed the first three acts. 

The other woman, Anabella noticed him. Her eyes narrowed. “You!” 

Damon pointed at himself. “Me?” 

“You called the police on us, didn’t you?” 

He looked genuinely offended. “Why would I do that?” 

“Because you have the face of someone who enjoys ruining other people’s evenings.” 

I pressed my lips together to hide a smile. Damon stared at her. 

“That’s a ridiculous accusation.” 

“Then deny it properly!” 

He raised both hands. “I didn’t call them.” 

Technically, he was telling the truth. I had made that call. When the music from the adjoining 

booth grew loud enough to rattle the wall, I noticed the constant movement of men going in and out. Through the narrow opening, I’d caught glimpses of bodies crowded around a sofa, hands wandering where they had no business being, and enough activity to make me wonder what the hell was happening next door. I had told Damon to get the officers. 

He’d argued that we should mind our own business. According to him, the women were probably enjoying themselves and didn’t need anyone interfering. Perhaps he was right. But the thought of those men crowding around Camila had stirred something ugly in me. I couldn’t explain it, and I wasn’t particularly interested in examining it. 

I simply hadn’t liked what I’d seen. Or the idea of another man putting his hands on her. 

Anabela took Damon’s hesitation as proof. “Look at you! You’re struggling to come up with a lie.” 

Damon dragged a hand down his face. “I swear, I’ve never met a woman who can start a fight with someone she barely knows.” 

“Then you’ve been living a sheltered life.” 

“Apparently.” He glanced at me. I gave him a look that clearly said he should handle his own problems. His expression darkened with betrayal. Then he caught Bella by the wrist. “Come on. Let’s get out of here before you accuse me of something else.” 

She immediately tried to pull free. “Excuse me? Where do you think you’re taking me?” 

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“Somewhere you can lower your voice before your family arrives and discovers you’ve 

nearly been escorted to a police station.” 

haven’t done anything wrong!” 

“Wonderful. Then you can explain that over a drink.” 

“I don’t even know you!” 

“You’ll have plenty of time to tell me how terrible I am on the way.” 

Anabela glared at him, but Damon was already steering her through the doorway. “Lego of 

me!” 

“Stop pulling. I’m not kidnapping you.” 

“That’s exactly what a kidnapper would say!” 

Their argument faded down the corridor. I shook my head. Damon had always been good at finding trouble. Apparently, he’d finally found someone who could give him a taste of his own medicine. 

When the door closed, only Camila, the officers, and I remained. 

The senior officer turned to her. 

“So this is your brother?” 

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