Mated to My Intended's Enemy novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141: Chapter 141 You think you can buy me?

Freya

10PM. Crescent Moon.

"You’re going to be a Luna?" Elena squealed, clinking her martini against my whiskey. "Of the Shadow Pack? Silvano Moretti’s Luna?" Her eyes were wide with disbelief and joy. "The same Silvano who’s been voted ’Most Eligible Alpha Bachelor’ three years running in Werewolf Society Magazine?"

I couldn’t help but laugh at her enthusiasm. "The very same."

Her voice shot up an octave. "Wait—are you telling me this is the Alpha you had that wild night with? Goddess above! You slept with him? Already?" Her excitement quickly morphed into a sly grin. "So... how was it?"

"Elena!" I hissed, glancing around to make sure no one was listening.

"What? I’m living vicariously through you. Paris is beautiful, but French werewolves are so... traditional." She made a face. "Now spill it. Better than my brother?"

I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped me. "Significantly," I admitted, taking another sip of whiskey. "Silvano is... attentive."

"Attentive," Elena repeated, looking disappointed. "That’s the best description you can give me?"

"Fine," I leaned forward, lowering my voice. "He made me howl. Literally. Three times. And that was just the first round."

Elena fanned herself dramatically. "Sweet Goddess! No wonder you agreed to marry him."

Artemis purred contentedly inside me at the memory. "It wasn’t just about the sex, Elena. He offered me a contract that’s almost flawless. Not only does it give me the chance to prove my skills in a new pack, but it also hands me the perfect opportunity to get back at your brother."

We both dissolved into laughter.

"The only complication," I said when our laughter subsided, "is that I have to stay at Stone Lake for another month to finish the transition. Jasper is making it as difficult as possible, of course."

Elena’s expression darkened. "He’s such a child when he doesn’t get his way. Always has been." She took a large sip of her drink. "So what’s the plan? You’re going to work with Jasper by day and sleep with his rival by night?" Her eyes twinkled mischievously. "That’s deliciously scandalous."

I was about to respond when Elena’s gaze shifted to something over my shoulder, her expression transforming from amusement to shock. "Oh my God," she whispered. "Don’t turn around yet, but you’re not going to believe who’s here."

Of course, those words made it impossible not to look. I turned casually, scanning the dimly lit bar until my eyes landed on a secluded booth in the far corner. My blood ran cold.

Mia sat there, but not with Jasper. She was practically in the lap of a tall, muscular man I didn’t recognize. As we watched, she giggled and pressed her lips to his, her hands wandering places that would make Jasper howl with rage.

"That two-faced little bitch," Elena snarled, her eyes flashing wolf-gold. "She has my brother wrapped around her finger, convinces him to publicly humiliate you, and now she’s cheating on him?" She slammed her glass down. "Not on my watch."

Before I could stop her, Elena was sliding out of the booth, her expression murderous. I hurried after her, torn between wanting to witness Mia’s comeuppance and knowing this could only end badly.

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