Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 102

Cecilia

A dim red glow lit the hallway as we moved deeper into the so-called spiritual advisor’s office suite.

The lighting was clearly intentional-just eerie enough to make you question your surroundings, but not enough to trip over your own feet.

Alpha Sebastian’s voice cut through the rising tension like a knife.

“Keep it down,” he said sharply, his tone leaving no room for argument.

The corridor stretched ahead, lined with odd decor-crystals, hanging beads, and abstract art that looked like it came straight from a new age gift shop.

Shadows shifted strangely under the crimson light, but it all felt. staged.

The scent in the air was some kind of incense-probably sandalwood or patchouli-thick and cloying.

It didn’t smell spiritual. It smelled like someone trying really hard to create a mood.

Whether this Madam Amber actually had any talent or not, one thing was clear: she knew how to sell an experience.

At the end of the hallway, we turned a corner and came face-to-face with a set of massive double doors.

They were made of dark wood, framed by carved stone that looked far too dramatic for a commercial building.

It gave off funeral-home-meets-museum vibes.

I half-expected a smoke machine to kick in.

Before we could knock, one of the doors creaked open.

A young woman in neutral-toned clothes opened the door.

She couldn’t have been more than twenty-two.

Her eyes widened slightly when she saw us, but she said nothing.

“Are you all together? Do you have an appointment?” she asked, clearly surprised by our presence.

So we needed appointments. Interesting.

I casually pushed my hair back, letting the obsidian bracelet catch the light.

“A friend recommended your place. Said Madam Amber’s the real deal.”

The girl’s eyes lit up when she spotted the bracelet.

“Oh-that’s one of Madam’s signature charms! If your friend gave you that, she must really trust you.”

Bingo. Harper had definitely been here. Maybe still was.

“Yeah, it’s been great for me,” I said with a friendly smile. “So good, my friends wanted their own.”

I paused just enough before adding, “Thing is, we were hoping to come with the friend who brought me here. But her phone’s been off all day, so… we figured we’d just swing by.” The robed woman tilted her head slightly. “May I ask your friend’s name?”

“Harper,” I replied, watching her reaction carefully.

Something flickered in her eyes-a momentary hesitation. “Oh, Harper. Well, she’s not here today, and unfortunately, all our appointments are booked until 10 p.m. You’ll need to come back another time.”

She started to turn away, clearly intending to dismiss us.

I grabbed her arm, perhaps a bit too forcefully.

1 was now certain Harper was inside.

The woman winced at my grip, and I quickly released her. “I’m sorry, but we’ve come all this way. Please let us in.”

I puiled her aside where the others couldn’t hear us, and we began negotiating.

At first, she shook her head adamantly, but gradually her expression softened from firm refusal to hesitation, and finally to reluctant agreement.

From the corner of my eye, I caught Alpha Sebastian raising an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by whatever deal I was making.

When we rejoined the group, the woman’s demeanor had completely changed The Madam Amber feels a connection with you tonight,” the woman said smoothly, as if reading from a script. “Please, follow me.”

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