Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 172

Cecilia

I was deep in dreamland, face buried in the pillow, trying to escape reality even in my sleep, when the doorbell exploded like a time bomb.

The sudden noise jolted me awake.

I sat bolt upright, my heart pounding, hair looking like I’d lost a fight with a hurricane.

glanced beside me, then toward the door.

Who the hell could that be?!

“I’ll get it,” Sebastian mumbled, sleep-rough voice and all, already moving to get up.

“You will NOT!” I grabbed his arm, yanking him back with surprising strength. “T’ll go. You stay in this bedroom and don’t you dare come out, or l’ll-”

The threat died in my throat. What exactly would I do to an Alpha werewolf?

Sebastian leaned back against the headboard, looking far too amused for someone who’d been fucking me senseless just hours ago. “Or you’ll what, exactly?”

“Or I’ll be extremely uncomfortable,” I finished lamely.

“..Cecilia,” he sighed, his voice dropping to that dangerous, velvet-soft register. “Be brave. You’re my girlfriend now.”

“Just… stay here. Please.”

I scrambled out of bed, pulled on enough clothes to be decent, and went to answer the door.

Liam stood outside, looking impeccably put together as always.

“Morning, Liam,” I smiled, trying to look like I hadn’t just rolled out of his boss’s arms. “What brings you down so early?”

“Miss Moore, it’s not early. It’s nine o’clock.” What?!

My eyes widened in horror.

I awkwardly ran my fingers through my tangled hair.

“I overslept.”

Liam handed me two thermal containers.

“The occasional tardiness is excusable,” he said, then pushed forward a clothing rack. “These are Alpha Sebastian’s suits. I’ve pressed them.” I stared at the suits, my brain short-circuiting. “..Oh.” I silently accepted the containers.

When Liam left, I let my forehead fall against the door in defeat.

Except the expected pain never came.

Sebastian was standing behind me, his hand cushioning my head from impact. “What are you doing? Testing if your skull or the door is harder?” I looked up at him, shoving the containers into his hands before retreating into the apartment.

Nine o’clock. We were both late.

The company gossip mill would be working overtime now-not that it was gossip anymore. It was reality.

When lemerged from getting ready, Sebastian had already changed in the guest bathroom.

He stood there in his tailored suit, the picture of controlled Alpha power and sophistication-all clean lines and restrained elegance.

But I’d seen what lurked beneath that polished exterior.

The raw, primal beast that emerged in bed… my body tingled at the memory.

“Come eat breakfast,” he called.

Well, I reasoned, we were already in this deep.

Breakfast wouldn’t make it worse.

I sat down to the nourishing meal Liam had prepared.

Two bites in, and my brain screeched to a halt like a car hitting black ice.

Oh fuck. We hadn’t used protection. Again.

And I’d already taken emergency contraception so recently…

God, I needed to start thinking with something other than my libido.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling ill?” Sebastian moved closer, his brow furrowing with concern. “Did I hurt you last night?”

“It’s nothing,” I said with forced calm.

This was partly my fault too. I’d figure it out myself.

A quick trip to the doctor would sort this.

Sebastian’s frown deepened, but before he could press further, the apartment door swung open.

The sound made my soul practically leave my body.

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