Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 173

Cecilia

“I..” I glanced around nervously, checking in every direction before lowering my voice to a whisper. “I’m worried about pregnancy. We didn’t use protection either time, and yesterday you insisted on doing it in the water.”

Sebastian remained silent for what felt like an eternity.

I continued scanning our surroundings, terrified of running into someone I knew or being caught by some random person’s camera.

Sebastian’s striking appearance made him impossible to ignore.

These days, people photographed everything from wildflowers to squirrels-an Alpha like him would definitely attract attention.

Suddenly, I felt my body lift into the air as strong arms cradled me against a firm chest.

My heart raced as he carried me effortlessly.

“Put me down!” I hissed.

Last night had been dark with few people around, but this was a hospital in broad daylight! Being carried princess-style was ridiculously conspicuous!

Sebastian completely ignored my protests, maintaining his composed expression as he carried me through the busiest corridor of the hospital.

When I spotted someone pulling out their phone, I quickly covered my face since I couldn’t hide his.

He carried me straight out of the hospital to where his car was parked right at the entrance.

Sebastian placed me gently in the passenger seat before sliding into the driver’s side and pulling away.

“I’m taking you somewhere,” he said firmly.

“But I haven’t picked up my medication yet,” I protested weakly.

“You won’t need it. I’m taking you somewhere else to handle this issue.” He paused, his voice softening with remorse. “I’m sorry. I should have been more careful and considered this.

“It’s not just your responsibility,” I replied awkwardly. “We both got… caught up in the moment.”

He truly hadn’t considered protection, but neither had I. We’d both been consumed by passion in those moments, too far gone to stop…! didn’t blame him.

Sebastian glanced at me, his eyes darkening slightly. “Next time, I’IL have strawberry-flavored ones ready.”

“Just drive, Alpha,” I mumbled, feeling my cheeks burn.

Besides, I didn’t even like strawberry flavor!

Sebastian drove for over an hour, taking winding roads out of the city until we reached what looked like a luxury spa retreat tucked into the hills.

Of course, it wasn’t a spa.

It was a women’s clinic-exclusive, discreet, and stupidly expensive.

Apparently, this was where Denver’s elite came to deal with delicate matters.

He said he’d been here once before with his mother. I didn’t ask for details.

When he tried to follow me inside, I stopped him with a hand on his chest.

“No.”

His brows furrowed, but I didn’t flinch. “I’m not about to discuss last night with a doctor while you sit there like a brooding bodyguard. Stay.” To my surprise, he did.

Dr. Ross was…not what I expected.

No white coat, no clipboard. She wore a silk blouse and smelled like chamomile and old books.

She had this calm, grounded energy, like she knew exactly what was happening inside my body before I said a word.

The consultation went about as well as could be expected. Same as the last doctor: the odds were low, but not zero.

Five percent.

I hated those kinds of numbers. Too small to be reassuring, too big to ignore.

Fortunately, Dr. Ross had her own special formula, much less harmful than taking emergency contraception twice.

She came from a family of traditional healers but had incorporated modern medicine into her practice, specializing in women’s health.

It wasn’t cheap, obviously. But that didn’t matter. Not to Sebastian.

He went to pick up the treatment while I waited in the greenhouse-like tobby, surrounded by women sipping herbal tea and pretending not to notice each other.

I sat there, stomach twisted, trying not to think about what had gotten me here in the first place.

And mostly failing.

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