My Alpha Wants Two Lunas I'm Done novel Chapter 1

Laila Conlay's POV:

"Laila, in a few days, I'm going to mark Maris Duffy too."

When Alpha Holt Enclaw said that, I was lying naked on his sweaty chest. I was still catching my breath after being with him. His voice felt like an ice pick striking my eardrums.

One year ago, on our marking night, he didn't even get the chance to mark me. An urgent order from the Alpha King dragged him off the bed and straight to the battlefield.

Tonight, he came home a hero. He burst into my room under the moonlight and pinned me to the bed without saying a word.

For two hours, he claimed me like I was a prize he had won back, leaving marks all over me. My neck was still throbbing and hot from where he bit me.

And now he was saying he wanted to mark another she-wolf.

"Are you serious, Holt?" My voice sounded raspy and strange. "If this is a joke ... it's disgusting."

I looked up, searching his gray-brown eyes for even the smallest hint that he was kidding.

But all I saw was calm, like everything he said was normal.

"Sorry, Laila."

He didn't even pull his arm away from my waist. His fingers traced the skin that had just been shaking under him. "But don't worry. No matter what, you'll always be my first Luna. Your status, your honor—none of that will change."

First Luna?

I shoved his hand away, like I was shaking off a cold, venomous snake.

"No pack in our history has ever had two Lunas, Holt! Even the lowest Rogues know they should stay loyal to their fated mate!"

"Then it starts with Ironclaw Pack."

He sat up, his muscles looking cold and hard in the moonlight. "The Alpha King already approved it himself."

"You love her?" My voice was shaking.

"Yes. Very much."

The answer came fast, like a blade he'd sharpened days ago.

It suddenly felt hard to breathe.

I didn't get it. How could he finish claiming me, soak me in his scent, and then calmly, shamelessly tell me he was in love with someone else?

We were literally still in bed together! The room still smelled like us!

"Then why did you mark me?!"

I finally snapped, my voice cracking. "If you moved on, you could've broken our mate bond! Instead, you came back and rushed straight into my bed, making me moan like some clueless prostitute!!"

"Laila!"

Holt's face darkened, and he let out a wave of Alpha pressure that made the air feel heavy.

"Don't be ungrateful. I marked you to protect you. Your parents and family are dead. Where would you go without me? Run into the wild, become a rogue, and get torn apart? Damn it."

He hopped out of bed and started putting his clothes back on. He didn't even look back.

"Listen, you're my fated mate. That won't change. I'm marrying Maris ... but I promise you'll always be the first Luna of the Ironclaw Pack. No one can take your spot. That should be enough to make you feel better, right?"

He sounded like he was talking to a kid throwing a tantrum—annoyed and dismissive.

The burning anger and pain in my chest suddenly collapsed into cold ashes.

Why was I even arguing about loyalty with a guy who had already given his heart to someone else?

That would only insult myself.

"Do whatever you want."

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