My Alpha Wants Two Lunas? I'M Done (Laila and Holt) novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117 What Do You Think of Me?

Chapter 117 What Do You Think of Me?

Laila’s POV:

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Samuel wasn’t dressed in his usual torn, blood–stained armor. Instead, he wore a perfectly fitted dark–green hunting outfit for nobles, with a charcoal formal coat embroidered with his family crest.

A deep gold sash crossed his shoulder. A star–shaped royal medal shone on his chest beside a wolf–fang chain.

His short hair was neatly slicked back. In the morning light, his ash–gray eyes looked even deeper. The Alpha aura around him fi strong and commanding. And today, there was something solemn about it.

It was way too formal.

If I didn’t know better, I’d think he really came to propose.

I glanced at myself. I was only wearing a simple moon–white linen dress with vine embroidery at the hem, with a soft gray shaw!

It was tidy enough, but next to his full formal look, I seemed way too casual.

It was too late to change now.

I straightened up and saluted. “Greetings, Marshal Vance.”

Samuel nodded slightly. “General Conlay, please clear the room. I need to speak with you alone.”

The way he said it…

Definitely official business.

I relaxed right away.

In my mind, Nita huffed, “Boring.” Then she closed her eyes.

Faulkner understood and slipped out, shutting the door.

But Samuel still looked serious.

I couldn’t help thinking about it. Did the Solantia Kingdom attack again? That didn’t seem right.

Thinking that, I turned serious as well. “Marshal Vance, is this about Vagen Battlefield-”

“No.” He cut me off at once. He took a deep breath, like he’d made up his mind. “I’m here about something personal. Not military

“Oh.” I blinked, confused.

Personal?

What personal matter would make him show up like that?

He looked straight at me. “His Majesty gave you three months to find a mate. If not, you’ll become Queen is that correct!

“Yes.” I nodded. It wasn’t strange that he knew. He was King Vaughn’s brother after all.

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Chapter 117 What Do You Think of Me?

“Do you want to be Queen?” he asked plainly.

I frowned. “Did His Majesty send you to ask?”

“No.” He held my gaze. “I want to know.”

Oh?

I slowly shook my head. “I don’t.”

His eyes stayed on me. “Is there a he–wolf you like right now?”

“No,” I answered firmly.

“Not even someone you’re a little interested in?”

“No.”

For just a second, his eyes seemed to dim.

ghtened. I asked without thinking, “Are you here to help me with this?”

Pamuel looked away.

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while, I thought he was going to stay quiet, and I almost switched topics. Then he turned around and looked straight at me voice was calm but serious.

Calla, I like

you.

“I want you to be my mate.”

He leaned a little closer and placed his right hand over his heart. Among werewolves, that was the most serious kind of cath.

“I swear to the Moon Goddess. If you agree, I’ll protect your peace and your honor with my life. Your path will be tied to mine. I’ll take on your pain. Your happiness will be mine. I’ll respect you as a warrior, and I’ll treasure you as my mate. You won’t just be the Luna of the pack-”

His voice grew lower, but every word was sharp and clear.

“You’ll be the only mate I accept in this life, the most respected lady in my land. I’ll make you the freest and most cherished she- wolf in the Rydar Kingdom. Your claw marks will stand beside mine on the stone of our territory.”

His promise hung in the air like falling sparks, and something bright burned in his eyes.