Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138 Morning Confrontations

Cecilia

As Alpha Xavier dragged me to a table, I felt like a prized trophy being paraded around.

With his hand pinning mine to the table, I couldn’t exactly browse the breakfast buffet.

Alpha Xavier summoned a waiter and ordered for both of us without consulting me.

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The waiter glanced at our intertwined hands with a curious expression. Yeah buddy, I know what you’re thinking. No, this isn’t some cute couple who can’t bear to separate. This is a hostage situation.

I propped my forehead on my free hand, desperately scanning the crowded breakfast area. Suddenly, my eyes landed on Harper and her brothers at a nearby table.

My heart leaped.

I shot them my most desperate HELP ME glance.

My eyes practically screamed: Tang, please come over here and quietly knock this werewolf out before dragging him away! I need you!

But they didn’t move.

Harper and Levan wore expressions like they’d been taken hostage themselves.

And Tang–that traitor–flashed me the most unsettling bright smile.

What the hell?

“Good morning.”

That familiar smooth voice sent a jolt through my system.

Cool, refined, and unmistakably gentlemanly.

My heart clenched. I shifted my supporting hand to cover more of my face.

I wanted to turn toward Alpha Sebastian, but couldn’t bring myself to.

Last night’s memories were still too raw, too confusing.

And now he was witnessing this humiliating scene with my ex forcibly holding my hand.

A wave of despair washed over me. I yanked my hand again with renewed force.

Alpha Xavier’s grip tightened, veins popping along the back of his hand from the effort.

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He sensed my heightened resistance and something dark flashed in his eyes.

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Alpha Sebastian calmly took a seat at our table as if this were a scheduled business meeting.

His gaze swept over our joined hands with casual disinterest while he poured himself tea.

“Alpha Xavier, is forcing her like this really accomplishing anything?” he asked, voice as smooth as

the tea he was pouring.

Alpha Xavier sneered. “Whether it has meaning or not is my business. Why is Alpha Sebastian so

interested in someone else’s mate?”

I glared at him, my chest rising and falling with anger. “Can you shut up?”

“Touchy. I mention his name and you go full meltdown?” Alpha Xavier challenged.

“Yes, exactly. I’m very upset. Who do you think you are?” My voice was low but sharp as a blade.

“You dare speak about him? Say one more word about him, and I’ll make you regret it.”

“You’re embarrassing yourself,” he said. “Falling all over yourself to impress him. It’s pathetic.”

I smiled–cold, sharp, and entirely void of warmth.

“Oh honey. You want to talk pathetic? Let’s talk about you. Self–obsessed, emotionally bankrupt,

allergic to basic human decency. He’s the moon. You’re… the gum on someone’s shoe. You’re not

even in the same universe.”

I leaned closer. “Fair warning: push me too far, and I’ll do things you can’t imagine. Everything Cici

knows, I know too.”

Alpha Xavier’s eyes gradually frosted over with cold fury.

I matched his glacial stare.

I hadn’t wanted to go there–to drag up the mess with Cici or get involved in his family drama. But

he had to push me, had to trigger the worst in me until I became as ugly as him.

Alpha Sebastian’s jaw tightened as he set a steaming cup of tea–very deliberately–next to Alpha

Xavier’s hand.

“You know,” he said quietly, “there’s no worse look for a man than making the woman who once

loved him talk like she never did.”

He didn’t raise his voice, but the words landed like a punch.

“She gave you everything, and you gave her hell. And now? She looks at you like you’re a stranger

she regrets meeting.”

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He nudged the cup slightly closer.

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“So here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to drink this tea, and then you’re going to let her

go.”

Alpha Xavier didn’t move. Not at first.

Then–slowly–his fingers unclenched from mine.

He didn’t take the tea. Just stood. And left.

The moment he let go, I exhaled so hard I nearly deflated.

My back was damp with cold sweat, like I’d just clawed my way out of an emotional haunted

house.

Alpha Sebastian stood too.

I tensed, watching him out of the corner of my eye. Was he leaving now?

Nope.

Instead, he wandered over to a tiny window counter, made conversation with two older ladies who

were clearly trying to marry him off to their granddaughters, and came back ten minutes later- carrying two piping–hot bowls of clam chowder like some kind of emotionally competent knight.

He slid one bowl in front of me.

I picked up the spoon and took a cautious sip.

Hot, savory, soul–repairing.

“Thank you,” I murmured.

Alpha Sebastian smiled, eyes twinkling. “Cecilia, you’re vicious and adorable. It’s deeply confusing.”

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