Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 184

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For the entire afternoon, Sebastian remained like a glacier-unmoved, unthawed, relentlessly focused on work.

He didn’t take his usual power nap, instead plowing through documents and calls with ruthless efficiency.

Anyone who ventured into his office that afternoon-besides his still-recovering assistant and secretary-was met with a punishing wall of cold, compressed Alpha energy that sent them scurrying back out with their tails between their legs.

By evening, he decided to visit his family.

His father, Alpha Yardley, was in the study when he arrived.

His mother, Luna Regina, was enjoying the cool evening air in the third -floor garden terrace.

When she spotted her son, Luna Regina stood up, her face brightening.

What brings you here tonight? Did your father tell you? About bringing Amara back? You must be thrilled.”

Sebastian’s face remained expressionless. Not quite furious, but the complete absence of emotion coupled with those dark, penetrating eyes was unsettling enough.

“Sebastian, why are you looking at me like that?” Luna Regina touched her face self-consciously.

Sebastian gestured politely. “Please, sit.”

As his mother settled back into her seat, Sebastian joined her, perching on the edge of the chair opposite.

“Have you eaten dinner? Would you like some honeydew?” She speared a piece of melon from the fruit platter and offered it to him.

“Mother, I’ve found my mate,” Sebastian said abruptly. “But I suspect you already know this.”

Luna Regina’s hand froze mid-air.

Mother and son locked eyes.

After several seconds of silence, Luna Regina nodded, forcing a smile.

“Your father mentioned you and Secretary Moore are dating. I told him not to spread such rumors-the poor girl just got divorced. Gossip like this could damage her reputation.”

“Indeed,” Sebastian agreed coolly. “Pursuing her, making her fall for me, and then failing to claim her properly would be unacceptable.

That’s why I fully intend to make her my Luna.”

His final statement wasn’t posed as a question. It was a declaration.

Sebastian leaned back in his chair, his gaze dark and unwavering.

Luna Regina sat frozen, as if her blood had stopped flowing.

After what felt like an eternity, she finally spoke.

“Sebastian.”

His mother’s voice was calm, but it carried the weight of centuries.

“I’m glad you’ve found someone who stirs something in you. That’s rare.

But since you’ve brought her to my attention, I feel it’s only fair I speak plainly.”

She folded her hands, regal as ever.

“Secretary Moore is beautiful. Polished. Your father says she’s sharp.

And I’m sure she is.”

She paused. Long enough to let the next words land like a blow.

“But she’s human, Sebastian.”

No venom. Just fact.

“She doesn’t understand our world. She can’t. She doesn’t know what it means to shift beneath a moon or to feel a bond clawing at your spine.”

“You are heir to the Black bloodline. You carry the weight of the oldest pack in North America. And you think the world isn’t watching?”

“We can’t afford mistakes. Not now. Not when the Counch is already restless.”

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