Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 137

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I pushed with everything I had, but the gap only widened as his superior strength won out.

“Get the hell away from my door!” I snarled.

Alpha Xavier’s face remained cold and determined, not even flinching at my outburst.

With one firm push, he forced the door completely open.

I abandoned the lost battle and pivoted, making a desperate dash for the bathroom.

But Alpha Xavier seemed to read my mind, lunging forward and catching my wrist in an iron grip before kicking the door shut behind him.

“Let go of me! What do you think you’re doing?” I shouted, kicking at him while panic bloomed in my chest.

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His expression had softened slightly upon seeing me safe in my room, but that changed in an

instant when his sharp eyes landed on the suspicious red mark below my collarbone.

Rage flashed across his face as he reached to pull down my collar.

“Stop!” I shrieked, clutching my neckline closed. “Alpha Xavier, I swear to God I’ll call security!”

Despite my death grip on my shirt, he’d already glimpsed the telltale kiss marks on my chest.

Something feral awakened in his eyes as his fingers tightened around my arm, squeezing until I thought the bone might snap.

I pounded my fist against his hand. “Let go!”

He yanked me closer, his voice a mixture of fury and raw pain. “Cecilia, did you really sleep with

him?”

“That’s none of your business!” I snapped.

“The day we divorced, you promised you wouldn’t see anyone else!”

My voice went flat with disbelief. “I didn’t swear anything. This wasn’t some blood oath. We got

divorced, not drafted into a monogamy cult.”

His jaw clenched. “So you’re really into Alpha Sebastian?”

“Maybe I am.” I crossed my arms and didn’t flinch. “We’re both single adults, Alpha Xavier. Welcome to the twenty–first century. If I want to date him–or hook up with him in a closet

backstage at a charity gala–that’s none of your business.”

Okay, maybe that was too specific.

I held my ground, even as my brain replayed last night’s encounter in screaming HD.

To be fair, I was the one who initiated… whatever it was.

(And by “initiated,” I meant practically tackled him in the dark like I was auditioning for The

Bachelor: Predator Edition.)

His demeanor suddenly shifted, the rage melting into desperate pleading. “He’s not what you think.

He won’t mate with you, won’t take responsibility for you. He’s just using you.”

I felt a flash of doubt–considering how last night ended, with Alpha Sebastian walking away,

maybe there was a grain of truth there. But I pushed the thought aside.

“He doesn’t love you,” Alpha Xavier continued, his voice breaking. “But I still do, Cecilia. I’ve always loved you. Yes, my body betrayed you, but my heart never changed. You’ve always been first in my

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His words made my stomach turn.

Tinhaled sharply. Then said, as calmly as I could:

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“Alpha Xavier, when we got divorced–and again when you threatened me -you promised you’d

leave me alone. Remember? You literally said, and I quote, ‘If I bother you again, may I be a mangy

lone wolf forever.”

I paused, let that hang in the air like a courtroom mic drop.

“So?” I asked sweetly. “You ready to be exiled from your precious pack now?”

He went quiet. For one glorious, fleeting moment, I thought I’d finally stunned him into silence.

But no.

“Don’t twist my words,” he muttered. “If I said that, I was clearly under emotional duress.”

I just… stared.

Mouth open. Brain buffering.

How. Was. He. This. Unbelievable?

“Wow,” I said finally. “That’s impressive. I didn’t know shamelessness had a setting past ‘maximum.‘ But here you are. Breaking records.”

His grip on my wrist loosened slightly. “Alpha Sebastian isn’t right for you. He’ll eventually mate

with someone his family arranges. You wouldn’t want to be some Alpha’s mistress, would you? I

know you better than that.”

I glanced desperately at the door, then the window.

No escape route. No reasoning with him.

Suddenly, I remembered the girl in the hospital. “What about Cici? Your pregnant almost–mate is lying in a hospital bed with stab wounds, and you’re here? That’s pretty heartless, even for you. Is being a terrible mate your specialty?”

“…She’s not pregnant. Everything before was… I was forced into it.”

“Is ‘I was forced into it‘ your life motto? Put that on your tombstone: ‘Alpha Xavier Green: A Life of Convenient Excuses.”

He stared at me, speechless.

“You’re right about one thing–I would never be with a mated wolf. So if you’re any kind of Alpha, go take care of your mate in the hospital. Otherwise, I have zero respect for you.”

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“Cecilia, do you have to be so cruel?” His voice was strained.

“I swear on the Moon Goddess herself that I’m being 100% truthful.”

Alpha Xavier seemed at a loss, confronted with my stubborn resistance and sharp tongue.

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I kept fighting–kicking, hitting, pinching–stopping just short of biting him. His hand was covered

in bloody scratches from my nails.

God, when you’re exhausted and helpless, murder starts to seem like a reasonable option.

Alpha Xavier began pulling me toward the door. “Let’s go get breakfast.”

“I’m not hungry!” I protested.

He ignored me and dragged me out of the room.

I didn’t want to cause a scene in public, so I silently struggled against his grip.

But Alpha Xavier was the epitome of the domineering Alpha stereotype–he didn’t care what I

wanted, only what he decided.

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Meanwhile, in the hotel’s breakfast room…

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Harper was having breakfast with her two brothers. She’d woken up earlier, seen Cecilia sleeping

deeply, and decided to check on her younger brothers–especially Tang, who looked tough enough

to wrestle a bull. So she’d gotten them up, and they’d come down to eat together.

Poor Beta Sawyer had gone off to attend to his Alpha.

The three of them were enjoying their meal when Levan suddenly looked up, spotted something at eight o’clock, and anxiously tugged at Harper’s sleeve. “Harper… Harper…”

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