Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 14

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On the other side of the forest, a golf cart slowly drove through the fairway.

“Xavier?” Cici called softly, snuggling beside him, and suddenly realized that something was wrong with his expression.

He looked at the forest not far away, his eyes pinned to the graceful figure – the white sleeveless top was pressed against the curve of his body, and the black short skirt swayed lightly with his steps. This back looks like Cecilia.

Cici looked along his gaze, but only had time to see a trace of legs that were about to be covered by the woods.

“What are you looking at?” She acted coquettishly and pulled his cuffs, “Xavier?” Xavier came back to his senses, his eyes hidden in the shadows, and whispered,

“Nothing.”

He looked away and stared at the road ahead, but there was already doubt in his eyes.

Cecilia

I continued following Sebastian, my heart pounding with each step. He stopped beside a tall oak tree and answered his phone, acknowledging my presence with just a brief glance over his shoulder.

Realizing he needed privacy, I retreated to a small mushroom-shaped gazebo nearby. I rubbed my forehead in frustration, mentally replaying my disastrous performance. Once Sebastian finished his call, I gathered my courage and approached him again.

“Alpha Sebastian clearly has excellent judgment,” I said with forced lightness.

“I clearly can’t even read a situation properly. You’re right-l’m not suitable for the secretary position. I apologize for wasting your time.”

His eyebrow arched elegantly. “You followed me all the way here just to confirm that you’re unsuitable? To tell me this?”

I stood speechless, completely disarmed by his sharp retort.l gave an awkward laugh. Since my job prospects were already hopeless, there was no point in pretending anymore. “Obviously I followed you to try and change your mind.

But between the terrible first impression 1 made and today’s circus act, I clearly don’t meet your standards. I just wanted to end things without offending you further.”

Sebastian regarded me with cold detachment. “You think those are my reasons for rejecting you?”

“Aren’t they?” 1 asked, genuinely confused.

“You came dressed like this to interview for a position as my secretary,” he said, leaning slightly forward, his voice lowering to a dangerous timbre. “If I were to accept you, wouldn’t it suggest I’m only interested in your appearance?” His eyes flickered over my outfit. “Even if 1 were that type of man, I wouldn’t be so obvious about it.”

My face exploded with heat. The blush spread from my cheeks to the tips of my ears, burning with such intensity I thought I might combust. His meaning was crystal clear-he thought I was trying to seduce my way into the position, and he found the attempt both transparent and distasteful.

I couldn’t bring myself to explain that this wasn’t my chosen outfit. “Point taken,”

I managed to say. “I should go. Goodbye.”

I didn’t wait for him to say anything. Turned around and walked away as fast as my pride would hold out.

The sting of rejection burned hotter than the blazing sun overhead, searing my breath.

Walking out of the open space until the forest blocked the view behind me, I vaguely heard a familiar voice coming from the distance.

“Where has Cecilia gone?” It was Yvonne, his tone full of confusion.

“She’s gone.” Sebastian’s voice was so calm that there was almost no waves, as if he was talking about an irrelevant little thing.

“What? Why?” Yvonne was obviously shocked. “Alpha Sebastian, Cecilia is actually very capable.*

I can’t hear the following words clearly.

I just lowered my head and walked quickly, as if I wanted to escape from that space where the air was full of shame.

No matter how Yvonne explains it now, he cannot change everything he has seen and assumed.

Of course, it is impossible to erase the humiliation that is still scratching my skin at this moment.

Back home, 1 immediately stripped off the borrowed outfit and changed into my comfortable loungewear. I sat dejectedly in front of my vanity mirror, staring at my reflection.

Without Xavier, without my position at Blood Moon Pack-was I truly nothing now?

After wallowing in self-pity for an hour, 1 finally checked my phone, which I’d silenced during my disastrous meeting. The screen showed numercus missed calls-several from Xavier and many from Yvonne.

I ignored Xavier’s calls completely and dialed Yvonne instead.

“Tim so sorry for disappearing,” I said when she answered. “I wasn’t feeling well

-low blood sugar. I had to leave quickly and completely forgot to tell you.” Yvonne was silent for a few seconds. “..I’m the one who should apologize.”

“It’s fine, really. I was just taking a chance anyway,” 1 reassured her. “You’ve already helped me so much, and appreciate it.”

I’m not sure which Cecilia Moore is yet. Liam stood aside and said with some emotion: “Although this Miss Moore is not very old, she has a beautiful resume.

It only took four years to be a project specialist at Blood Moon Pack to become a project manager. She led the recent profitable projects, and many competitors in the industry want to poach her, but unfortunately she has not succeeded – because her partner is Alpha of Blood Moon, Alpha Xavier.”

He paused, his tone with a hint of pity, “But I heard that he is now preparing to hold a mercy ceremony with the four ladies of Shadow Pack. Cecilia left his post angrily after learning about it. Poor gir…”

1 paused with my fingertips.

“Mate-” Soren roared softly inside me.

The sound was not loud, but it was like thunder spreading in my bones and blood. He woke up. It’s not alertness or excitement, but a…deep awakening.

He remembered her.

I remember the faint smell on her skin – not the fragrance of humans, nor perfume or blood. That’s the taste of “her”.

Thinking of her appearance in a tight skirt this afternoon, my lower abdomen couldn’t help but tighten, and the feeling of congestion and swollen penis made me feel uncomfortable.

I forced myself to suppress the instinctive impulse and continued to flip through the information, but my attention had already shifted from my resume to her photos.

In the document, she is gentle and calm, with a calm eyes, which is completely different from the woman wearing ridiculous clothes and unstable emotions today.

But I know that is the real her.

When the disguise is stripped off, it is the most authentic appearance of a person.

I shouldn’t have cared about it, let alone moved. After all, she is human, and I, Silver Peak’s Alpha.

But Soren doesn’t care about this.

He only knows that she belongs to me.

“Funny.” I whispered, my eyes locked on her name.

Sothis is how fate likes to circle back.