My Alpha Wants Two Lunas? I'M Done (Laila and Holt) novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141 Stay Away from Him, I’m Begging You

Chapter 141 Stay Away from Him, I’m Begging You

Laila’s POV:

“What’s going on inside that head of yours?”

I practically hissed the words through clenched teeth in my mind.

Ever since learning about Samuel’s bloodline curse, Nita had gone from “When do I get to see that handsome prince again?” to “Stay away from him, I’m begging you, Laila, I’m not ready to return to the Moon Goddess’s embrace.”

“I haven’t fallen for him.”

“You’d better not.”

Nita flicked her tail. “But my instincts are telling me–your heart is already leaning his way.”

Is it?

I froze for a beat.

Wolf spirits never lie.

They were the second pair of eyes, the second set of fangs granted to warriors by the Moon Goddess- they sensed storms, prey… and desire long before we ever did.

Am I really… falling for Prince Vance?

The thought made me steal a careful, thorough look at him-

He had his head tilted slightly. Candlelight traced the line of his jaw, sliding down like moonlight spilling over a snow cliff.

His features were almost too sharp, but right now a faint, barely–there curve softened his lips, melting all that severity into something gentle.

He was just… looking at me.

That gaze was so light, so still–as if he was afraid of startling something.

And in it, I could almost read a tenderness that bordered on indulgence–as though the entire feast, the entire endless night, had been arranged for this moment. For me.

But how could that be?

How could Prince Vance love me?

He’d said so himself–the she–wolf he loved had already bonded with another male. And I was single.

I lowered my eyes and reined in my thoughts.

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Chapter 141 Stay Away from Him, I’m Begging You

Perfect timing–the food arrived.

I shifted my attention to the spread of heat and aroma across the table.

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Front and center was my childhood favorite–roasted venison ribs. A thick, dark–brown sauce of juniper and horseradish coated the scared surface, the edges charred just right, fat still crackling and popping.

I ladled a spoonful of sauce along with a few thin spaghetti soaked in the heat, and dropped them into his

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Chapter 141 Stay Away from Him, I’m Begging You

Out of the corner of my eye, the charm swayed gently with each sip he took.

I kept my voice deliberately casual.

“Your Highness, that charm…”

I paused, aiming for maximum nonchalance.

“The craftsmanship looks… pretty rough. Did you make it yourself?”

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At my question, Samuel reluctantly set down his water glass, fingers brushing the old cord at his collar.

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make it. But I can’t remember who gave it to me anymore–only that it was a little girl. It was

ade gift I ever received, so I couldn’t bring myself to throw it away.”

stly, a trace of genuine regret in his brow, as if he truly felt sorry about the lost memory.

pletely.

t remembered after all this time, he never will.

Time to double down on practice.

He couldn’t ever find out that the little wolf pup with awful crafting skills who used to hand out charms was sitting right across from him.

“Before that charm,” I said, splitting half the roasted ribs onto his plate/sauce dripping generously into his bowl, “no one ever gave you anything handmade?”

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Chapter 142 Heartache

Chapter 142 Heartache