My Alpha Wants Two Lunas? I'M Done (Laila and Holt) novel Chapter 265

Chapter 265 Don’t Even Think About Weaseling Out of This!

Third–person POV:

“Shameless!” Nita snapped inside Laila’s mind.

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Laila let out a cold laugh and said, “Sorry, Estelle, I’m not a patient person. The account books are right here, so have your butlers come check them now. Bring more if you need. If you’re short on hands, I can even send word to Blackrock Pack and invite their accountants over. We can sort everything tonight and have the accounts recalculated by tomorrow.”

“We can’t involve Blackrock Pack!”

Jenna shot to her feet, her face going pale.

Right now, that old woman and Connor already looked down on her enough. If they found out about this, they might even force her to dissolve her mate bond.

But she didn’t want that. Being the Luna of Blackrock Pack suited her just fine.

And the humiliation of being abandoned by her own mate would follow her everywhere.

People would whisper that she must have done something wrong to deserve it.

She refused to take the blame.

Estelle’s brows drew together, her expression turning cold. “What? You don’t trust me?”

Laila didn’t flinch. “Don’t trust you? It’s precisely because I trust you that I brought the books here to reconcile them together. If I didn’t, they–and the store manager–would already be at the Justice Department.”

Estelle let out a cold snort. “How could they possibly check years of accounts in a single day?”

Laila smiled lightly. “Frostfang Pack has plenty of assets. You must have more than one accountant. If that’s still not enough, Silvermoon Pack and Frostwind Pack can send theirs as well.”

“At the end of the day, you still don’t trust me,” Estelle sneered, her wolf eyes sharpening.

“Oh? If you don’t want to waste time, you could simply review the final summary calculated by Frostwind Pack. If you trust us, there’s no need to check again. Just divide the profits according to the figures I’ve prepared.”

Laila tilted her head slightly, smiling. “Or is it that you don’t trust Princess Morgana and me?”

Estelle’s expression darkened. This wasn’t about trust. She knew exactly how much Cloria’s had made. The numbers were likely very close to what was in those books,

They hadn’t come to reconcile accounts. Instead, they had come to collect.

“It’s late. No need to check tonight. Leave the books here and go back,” Estelle said with a flick of her hand. “Guards, take the books to my study. We’ll start reviewing them tomorrow.”

Several Gamma guards stepped forward immediately, moving to carry the boxes away.

Morgana panicked. “You can’t take them!”

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Chapter 265 Don’t Even Think About Weaseling Out of This!

If they took them, would they ever get them back? They were clearly trying to dodge payment!

But the guards were already reaching for the boxes.

Laila didn’t waste another word. Her Alpha pressure exploded outward.

Her fangs bared as she fixed the guards with a cold stare.

They froze instantly.

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Standing before them was Laila–the top Alpha who had carved her way through tens of thousands of enemies at the Vagen Battlefield.

Laila’s face darkened. “Fine. If you won’t check the accounts, then so be it. Take the boxes back and send them to Blackrock Pack. And if they won’t check either, then we send everything straight to the Justice Department.”

At once, the servants from Frostwind Pack stepped forward to carry the boxes.

With a sharp look from Estelle, the hesitant guards gritted their teeth and moved to stop them.

The servants were only Omegas, and they were no match for trained Gamma guards. Within seconds, they were shoved to the ground.

Morgana’s heart leapt into her throat as she looked toward Estelle. Estelle stood there with a faint smile curling her lips. Causing trouble on her territory, eh? She was the Luna of Frostfang Pack. There were 500 guards in her den, and there were 300 of them at Beta level alone.

Once those account books had entered her domain, there was no way they were leaving.

in the blink of an eye, over a dozen more guards poured in at her command, advancing toward the boxes.

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