My Alpha Wants Two Lunas? I'M Done (Laila and Holt) novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45 Laila, Don’t Cry

Chapter 45 Laila, Don’t Cry

Laila’s POV:

I still hadn’t told my friends about my family being slaughtered.

It was the pain buried deepest in my heart. I didn’t dare talk about it, because once I did, it hurt so badly my whole body tramb

I felt the breathing of the people beside me suddenly stop.

buried my head into my knees, scorching tears falling in heavy drops. They were killed by Solandia’s assassins. Not even the was spared. I was still Holt’s Luna back then, living in Irondaw Pack, so I had escapsterman. But if I had been there f had been home, they wouldn’t have died.”

Silence.

Dead silence.

They probably didn’t know how to comfort me either. When an entire family was wiped out, a few words could never be enoug

sniffled, wanting to tell them I was fine now, but I couldn’t

Thad just lifted my head, and my tears started flowing uncontrollably before I could say a word.

How could I have been fine?

How could I ever have forgotten?

The tears wouldn’t stop, and I couldn’t even wipe them away fast enough.

‘Laila, don’t cry. You still had us.”

The four of them rushed in and pulled me into a hug, telling me not to cry, yet their own tears raced each other as they splashed onto the back of my hand.

One drop after another.

Were those trash already dead? If they weren’t, once we won the war, we’d hunt them down and get revenge!”

Shane rubbed my back, his voice thick with tears, but his teeth clenched in fury.

shook my head. “Some of them were dead, and some of them escaped. Once assassins slipped free, it was extremely hard to find hem again.”

‘Hard didn’t mean impossible. After the war, we’d find them!” Shane snapped.

“That’s right, after the war we’d go find them!”

“Laila, don’t worry. They wouldn’t escape.”

“Okay!”

That night, none of the five of us slept well. We cried until dawn before the tears finally stopped.

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Chapter 37 You’re Mine, Holt

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“She won’t? Don’t be ridiculous.” Maris sneered. “What do the Conlays‘ achievements have to do with her? She’s just an Omega, living off the blood and bones of her father and brothers, enjoying the glory they died for. And what does she do? Hides weakly in the Royal Court, waiting for people like us to protect her.”

“That’s enough. Stop talking about her.”

Holt didn’t bother saying that Laila was an Alpha–level werewolf. Even if he did, Maris wouldn’t believe it.

He sighed. “The mate bond is broken. Whatever kind of life she lives from now on, rich or ruined, has nothing to do with us.”

“Let’s hope so.” Maris shot him a sideways glance, her tone cold. “I just hope she doesn’t come crawling back later, begging you to take her back to the Ironclaw Pack.”

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