Ch. He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 6 He Marked Another Luna, So She Slept With His Alpha Brother 6

Chapter 6 

Camila’s POV Post 

“What?” Vivienne’s voice cut through the lobby. She stared angrily at Desmond. “You’re placing priority on that wretch over us because she’s dressed up like someone important?” Desmond’s expression tightened. “Since when did you know Camila?” 

“Miss Laurent,” Desmond admonished, his voice suddenly cold. “Watch your words. Miss Hart is our special guest. Please don’t disrespect her.” 

Julian and Vivienne exchanged a confused glance. I could almost see the questions forming in their eyes. Why was the manager treating me with such respect? Why did I have a private room? 

Vivienne let out a mocking little chuckle. “Oh. Is that how it is now?” 

She looked me up and down. “You didn’t even wait for Julian to jilt you before wriggling yourself into another man’s bed. How-” 

Smack! My palm connected with her cheek before she could finish. 

Her head whipped to the side. The entire lobby fell silent. Vivienne slowly turned back toward me, one hand flying to her cheek. 

For a second, she looked too shocked to breathe. 

“You…” Her voice trembled. “You hit me?” 

I lowered my hand. “And I will slap you again if you don’t move out of my way.” 

Her eyes widened. She had expected me to stand there and take her insults. She had forgotten that I was no longer the woman who tolerated everything just to keep the peace. 

“Forgive that insolence, Miss Hart,” Desmond apologized immediately. He moved to direct me inside. “Please, allow me to lead you to your private table.” 

I nodded. But Vivienne was still standing there, frozen in disbelief. 

Her breathing had become heavy. I could see the rage rolling through her. She was the one who had been slapped. Yet Desmomd was apologizing to me. That seemed to infuriate her 

even more. 

“Are you going to stand there and watch her hit me again?” she growled at Julian. 

Julian looked at me. He seemed unsure of what to do. He opened his mouth. “I-” 

“I will give you a hotter slap if you move an inch.” My voice was quiet. 

But the warning in it was unmistakable. 

Julian stopped. His eyes narrowed as he stared at me in disbelief. 

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He had never seen this side of me. Then again, there were a lot of things about me Julian never really knew. 

Vivienne’s lips trembled with rage. “You’re pathetic.” 

“And you are obnoxious.” I retorted and stepped closer, “Stealing another woman’s spineless 

man is classless. You seriously need to upgrade your moral compass.” 

Her face went pale but I didn’t give her time to respond. I turned to Julian. “Although regret the years I wasted on you, I’m glad you revealed your true self before it was too late.” 

A frown crossed his face. “Camila, listen to me-” 

“It’s over between us,” I cut him off. “You and your wife should make sure you don’t keep crossing my path.” 

The lobby fell dead silent. I turned to Desmond. “The reservation is under Thompson.” 

Desmond quickly recovered. “Yes, Ms. Hart. Right this way.” 

I followed him inside without looking back. But I could still hear Vivienne behind me. “Why are you looking at her like that?” she demanded. “Are you still thinking about her?” 

“No. How could you say that?” Julian murmured. “You are the love of my life, sweetheart.” 

I rolled my eyes. “Losers,” I muttered under my breath. 

*** 

I sank into the chair by the window and stared out at the lights of Silverhaven. My encounter with Julian and Vivienne kept replaying in my head. Not because I was hurt. Because that woman had a talent for getting on my last nerve. 

I was still shaking my head when the private room door opened. 

Anabela walked in like she owned the place. She had traded her usual Parisian elegance for a fitted white blazer over a black camisole, wide-leg trousers, pointed heels, and a small gold handbag hanging from her shoulder. Her hair was pulled into a sleek bun, and her oversized glasses were perched on top of her head. 

She dropped into the chair opposite me. “Please tell me I didn’t miss the main event.” 

I stared at her. “You’re late.” 

“I know.” She waved dismissively. “Paris traffic followed me all the way here, apparently.” I laughed. Then her eyes narrowed. “Wait. I saw Vivienne downstairs.” 

“You did.” 

Anabela leaned forward. “Please tell me you didn’t let that woman talk to you anyhow.” 

I took a sip of water. “She tried.” 

“And?” 

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“I handled it.” 

Her eyes widened. “Camila.” 

I smiled. “What?” 

“Did you actually slap her?” 

I couldn’t stop the small smile that escaped., “She pushed me.” 

Anabela covered her mouth. “Oh my God.”,She started laughing. 

“I leave you alone for five days and you’ve become dangerous.” 

“I’ve always been dangerous.” 

“Clearly. I just didn’t get the memo.” She reached into her handbag and brought out a long velvet box. “This is for you.” 

I frowned., “What is it?” 

“Open it.” 

I lifted the lid and froze. 

Inside lay a rare diamond pendant set in platinum. The stone was striking without being flashy, and the delicate chain looked like something chosen specifically for me. 

I stared at it.,”Anabela…” 

“Don’t start.” 

“This must have cost a fortune.” 

“So?” She shrugged. “You’ve had a terrible week. I wanted you to have something beautiful, for emotional support.” 

My fingers brushed the pendant. “You didn’t have to.” 

“I know.” Her voice softened. “I wanted to.” 

I looked at her and smiled. “Thank you.” 

She pointed at me. “Okay. That’s enough emotion. We’re not turning this into a Hallmark movie.” 

I laughed. “So what’s the plan?” 

“Dinner first. Then we’re going out.” 

I raised an eyebrow, “Where?” 

“Somewhere loud enough to make us forget Julian exist.” 

“That sounds dangerous,” 

“It gets better.” She leaned closer. “I’ve already got a few people joining us.” 

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“Who?” 

Anabela grinned. “Very attractive men.” 

groaned. “Bella.” 

“What? I’m trying to improve your evening.” 

“I don’t need a man.” 

“I didn’t say you needed one.” She picked up her glass. “I said you deserve to look at some.” 

I burst out laughing. Anabela smiled. “Tonight, we eat, we drink, we have fun. Julian Blackwell is officially banned from our conversation.” 

I lifted my glass. “Deal.” Our glasses touched. And for once that evening, I felt completely relaxed. 

Halfway through dinner, I excused myself and headed for the restroom. I needed a few minutes away from the noise, the whispers, and everything that had happened since I walked into the restaurant. 

Inside, I washed my hands and stared at my reflection in the mirror. I took a slow breath. Then another. I was about to leave when a pair of arms suddenly grabbed me from behind. My body went rigid. 

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