My Alpha Wants Two Lunas? I'M Done (Laila and Holt) novel Chapter 294

Chapter 294 Do You Still Love Her?

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Maris dropped Victoria onto the floor, then shifted back into human form and roared, “Speak! That commoner who threw dung at our gates a few days ago–did you order someone to cut off his hand?!”

At those words, Victoria finally seemed to come to her senses.

But she still hadn’t noticed Holt. Her eyes were locked on Maris, and her voice came out sharp and shrill. “What is wrong with you?! So what if I gave the order? Since when is that any of your business?”

“Get this through your head–I am the Luna of Ironclaw Pack!”

She lifted her chin, pure arrogance written all over her face.

Maris let out a cold, knowing laugh and turned her head toward Holt. “You hear that, Holt? That’s your gentle, devoted Luna right there.”

The Blood drained from Holt’s face..

Victoria whipped around and only then saw Holt standing there.

Her lips parted. “Holt…”

Holt didn’t say a word. His head felt like it was spinning.

It was as if something inside him had come loose. All the fight went out of him at once.

When the Alpha King had first decreed the marriage, Holt hadn’t been thrilled, but he’d been able to live with it.

Victoria was a noblewoman with a respectable reputation.

Her former mate had been a general–a man Holt himself had admired.

Even when she’d threatened him at their mating ceremony, he’d told himself he understood it.

If he’d run from the ceremony, he would’ve publicly humiliated her in front of everyone.

And after the marriage, she’d been good to him–attentive in bed, capable in running the household.

He’d thought, finally, he could live a normal life.

He’d even started to think he could let go of Laila and build something real with Victoria.

And now?

By the Moon, the moment something hadn’t gone her way, she’d cut off a commoner’s hand.

He hated those dung–throwers as much as anyone, but the answer was a beating and a warning, then sending them on their way. Why mutilate them? Now the man would be crippled for life.

Did she not understand that this would only make things worse? Make things explode out of control?

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Chapter 294 Do You Still Love Her?

Big enough that King Vaughn was now considering stripping him of his Alpha title?

He didn’t want to speak. He didn’t want to look at Maris’s smug, knowing eyes either.

He turned and walked out.

Maris watched his retreating back and laughed coldly.

Victoria scrambled up from the floor and ran after him.

“Wait, Holt!” she called.

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She caught up and grabbed his arm. “I admit it–I was wrong. But I was just so angry that day. I’d only just gotten home when I saw Laila standing right outside our gates. I suspected the dung–throwers were people she’d hired, so I went over to confront her–and she insulted me to my face. By the time I got back inside and saw the man we’d caught, I was so furious I told the servants to give him a beating. I had no idea they’d take it that far–that someone would actually cut off his hand.”

Holt froze. He turned, almost involuntarily. “Wait. You’re saying Laila came here?”

“Yes. Right at our front gate, watching the dung–throwers do their work. I just don’t have proof she put them up to it–if I had, I would’ve dragged her in.”

“You quarreled with her? What did she say?”

Holt pressed.

Victoria blinked, momentarily thrown.

Hadn’t he heard her?

“Holt, you’ve got it backwards. I didn’t quarrel with her. She was the one who insulted me.”

Holt shook his head. “She doesn’t pick fights with people. She barely even speaks to people.”

Victoria stared at him as if she didn’t recognize him. “What are you saying?”

His expression remained cold. “So, what did you say to her? What did she say back? Did she explain why she came here?”

Watching his face, Victoria felt something sink inside her chest, Her voice came out frayed and defensive. “She insulted me, and she insulted you. She called you garbage–the trash she’d thrown out, and I’d picked up. I couldn’t take it, so I argued back. But the dung–thrower had to be someone she brought along. Otherwise, why would she happen to show up at the exact same moment?”

“Garbage?” Holt’s eyes lifted. They were a dark, unreadable gray, “She actually said that about me?”

Victoria nodded. “Word for word. That’s why I argued with her. And her people even tried to attack me.”

Attack her?

Laila wasn’t that kind of person.

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