Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 50

Cecilia

My cheeks burned hotter than a forest fire as I scrambled to explain myself. “Oh! I thought you meant… cleaning or something. That’s why said I couldn’t do it-because of my leg.”

Alpha Sebastian didn’t respond immediately. He just leaned against his desk with his arms crossed, wearing that infuriatingly knowing expression. He clearly saw right through me but seemed content to let me stew in my embarrassment.

Then, without warning, he burst into laughter. “Cecilia,” he drawled, “you certainly have quite an imagination.”

My face erupted into flames.

Was he implying I was fantasizing about him? Goddess help me, he was. And the worst part? He wasn’t entirely wrong.

I ducked my head, frantically opening the folder in front of me. “What do you need me to do? I’ll start right away.”

Thankfully, Alpha Sebastian didn’t pursue the matter further. He moved to sit across from me and began giving me work instructions. Soon enough, we both settled into a comfortable rhythm of productivity.

The study fell silent except for the gentle rustle of turning pages. For a full hour, I kept my head down, working with such intense focus that I practically forgot where I was.

Occasionally, I caught Alpha Sebastian glancing at me, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly each time.

Liam came looking for us once, clearly confused about where his Alpha Sebastian had disappeared to with his injured guest.

Poor man had no idea Alpha Sebastian would put me to work-even the cruelest Alpha wouldn’t exploit an injured pack member this way.

When dinner was finally ready, Alpha Sebastian wheeled me out of the study. I felt dazed, somehow both nervous and comfortable in his presence.

As we entered the dining room, Liam pulled out a chair with a welcoming smile. Alpha Sebastian maneuvered my wheelchair closer, then bent down as if to lift me onto the chair. He paused, glancing at me with mock seriousness.”If I carry you, you won’t get any inappropriate ideas, will you?” His tone was earnest, but his eyes danced with mischief.

I wanted to crawl under the table and die.

Liam missed the joke entirely, probably thinking his Alpha Sebastian was being overly gentlemanly.

“Haha, I’m fine staying in the wheelchair,” I managed, my laugh sounding more like l’d swallowed a lemon.

“Overthinking again, I see,”Alpha Sebastian commented as he straightened.

[l hadn’t been!] I silently screamed inside my head.

Dinner was absolutely spectacular. Liam’s cooking surpassed professional chefs by miles.

I channeled my embarrassment into my appetite, devouring soup and vegetables with impressive speed. I even-to my later horror-snatched a piece of meat Alpha Sebastian was reaching for.

Liam beamed with pride as he watched me eat with such enthusiasm.

I could almost feel his joy radiating from across the table.

1 imagined this was the greatest compliment any cook could receive-seeing their food disappear so quickly.

“Is it that good?” Alpha Sebastian asked with a small smile, his tone teasing but gentle.

He pushed the last piece of meat toward me.

“Here, take this too.”

I finally paused, realizing I’d been eating without even looking up.

My eyes met his amused gaze, and I suddenly became very aware of myself.

Right. I was probably eating like a starved wolf.

straightened in my seat and picked up my fork a little more delicately, trying to salvage what was left of my dignity.

I slowed down considerably, suddenly self-conscious.

Liam returned with another bowl of butternut squash soup, the steam curling up invitingly.

I accepted it with a grateful smile, my cheeks still warm.

“Thank you so much, Liam. Sériously-were you a professional chef before? This is absolutely incredible.”

Liam’s face lit up like a child getting praise from their favorite teacher.

He launched into an eager explanation about roasting techniques and spice blends, and I listened with genuine interest, nodding along.

Eventually, he said with a hopeful grin,

“If you enjoy my cooking, you should come every day!”

“That would be-” I began automatically, the words out before I could stop them.

Then I caught myself and laughed awkwardly.

I watched his hurried departure with confusion. He acted like I might grab him and refuse to let him go if he stayed any longer…

Just then, my phone buzzed in my pocket.

Alpha Sebastian stood outdoor, waiting for the elevator in silence.

I glanced at him, about to say something, when the elevator chimed.

The elevator door suddenly opened and exposed a face that surprised us – Xavier!

His face was flushed from alcohol, eyes bloodshot, shoulders tense.

He swayed slightly, clearly drunk-but not so drunk that he didn’t recognize us.

Both men froze.

Alpha Sebastian’s face hardened instantly.

“You-!” Xavier slurred, his speech slowed by whatever he’d been drinking.

When his gaze dropped and he saw the glowing number above the elevator-13th floor-his expression twisted with rage.

His eyes snapped to mine, then to Alpha Sebastian.

He lunged forward, grabbing Alpha Sebastian’s collar,

“What are you doing at my wife’s place?” he shouted. “What the hell are you doing here?!”

I maneuvered my wheelchair toward the hallway, alarmed.

Alpha Sebastian shove Xavier back with a look of pure disgust.

Xavier stumbled, landing hard on the floor.

Noticing me in the doorway, Sebastian turned, his cold, piercing gaze pinning me in place.

if you’re going to let him into your home,” he said icily, “why bother with all these games?”