Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 70

Sebastian

The car slowed down abruptly, drawing my attention.

“Alpha Sebastian!” Liam’s voice dropped to an urgent whisper, his professional composure cracking for the first time tonight. “That car ahead-is that it?” I leaned forward, my eyes narrowing as I peered through the tinted window. A sleek black sports car sat just fifty feet ahead of us. The license plate matched perfectly.

“Stay calm. Keep following, I commanded, my voice deliberately even. Years as Alpha had taught me that panic spreads like wildfire, especially in crisis situations. “Maintain distance.”

“Yes, Alpha Sebastian,” Liam replied, his grip on the steering wheel tightening as he gradually increased speed.

I texted Harper with our location update. She would bring the police-proper channels were important in human territories. Meanwhile, I’d sent Tang ahead as backup. My wolf, Soren, paced restlessly in my mind, sensing my mate was in danger.

[She’s ours to protect,] Soren growled. [lf they’ve harmed her…]

[Focus,] I silently replied, though my own anger simmered dangerously.

After fifteen minutes of careful pursuit, the black car turned into a gated residential community. Our vehicle couldn’t follow without arousing suspicion.

“This is-” Liam’s eyes widened in recognition. “This is Cecilia’s former home!”

I stared out at the familiar entrance gates, my expression hardening into granite. Alpha Xavier’s residence. Where he and Cecilia had lived during their marriage.

Without hesitation, I pulled out my phone and dialed Alpha Xavier’s number. My patience had just run out.

Cecilia

The pungent smell of gasoline jolted me awake, burning my nostrils and making my stomach heave.

It was everywhere-soaking my clothes, my hair, even my skin. I forced my heavy eyelids open, disorientation giving way to cold horror as I realized where I was.

[This is our living room. Our home. Mine and Xavier’s.]

Even in the dim lighting, I recognized the floor-to-ceiling windows, the arrangement of furniture, the exact placement of the door. Four years of living here had burned every into my memory.

Panic flooded my system as I tried to move and found myself immobilized-duct tape binding my wrists and ankles, another strip sealing my mouth. updated by j(o)b{n}ib-._c[o]m My muscles felt like lead weights, unresponsive to my desperate commands. Some kind of drug, I realized. My mind was clearing, but my body remained a prison.

The sharp click of heels against hardwood pulled my attention to the doorway. A petite silhouette approached, settling beside me on the sofa. Even without seeing her face clearly, knew instantly whe it was.

Cici White

I stopped struggling, straightening my posture as much as possible. If I was going to die, I wouldn’t cower.

“I’ve been waiting three whole days to catch you,” Cici said, her voice light and sweet-but something about it was off. She flicked a lighter open and closed, the small flame dancing between her fingers, just inches from my gasoline-soaked clothes. “Three. Whole.

Days.”

She stepped closer, and in the brief flash of firelight, I saw her face twist into something almost inhuman.

Gone was the pretty, cheerful girl Xavier had once chosen over me. What stood before me now was a woman who had clearly lost her mind.

Scared?” she asked, waving the flame near my face like it was part of a game. “Don’t be.

Ill only hurt for a little while. Then you’ll just be ashes, and Xavier-he’ll throw up when he sees you. What a way to end, right?”

Her laughter rang out, high-pitched and unhinged. It bounced off the walls like broken glass, sharp and chaotic. She wasn’t just angry-she was completely gone.

Suddenly, she leaned in and tore the tape from my mouth. I gasped in pain, and she grabbed my jaw hard, forcing me to look at her.

“Let’s make a deal,” she whispered. “Bark like a dog. Beg me. If you make me laugh, maybe I’ll let you live.”

I stared back at her, cold and calm. I said nothing.

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