Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 75

Cecilia

Alpha Sebastian remained motionless, his deep amber eyes studying me with an intensity that made my skin tingle.

I avoided meeting his gaze directly.

Every time our eyes connected, I quickly looked away, focusing instead on the elegant line of his collarbone visible through the partially open robe.

Our gazes were misaligned – him watching my face, me staring at his chest.

The seconds ticked by in the quiet room, and still, he made no move to remove his clothing.

My anxiety grew with each passing moment.

Surely he didn’t expect me to…

Unable to bear the tension any longer, I lifted my eyes briefly before blurting out, “I’IL help you undress!”

It was just changing bandages, for heaven’s sake!

Better to get it over with quickly than prolong this awkwardness!]

Not waiting for his response, I leaned forward, reaching for his chest.

My hands hesitated just above the smooth silk of his robe, my fingers finally pressing against the firm warmth of his pectoral muscles.

Time stopped

The thunderous beating of his heart-or was it mine?-made my pupils dilate in response.

– My brain short-circuited.

My hands froze in place.

I’d intended to slip the robe off his shoulders, but the moment my fingertips contacted that warm, solid chest, seeing the perfect outline of muscle beneath the thin fabric, I was completely stunned.

“Cecilia, what exactly… are you trying to do?” Alpha Sebastian’s deep voice rumbled close to my ear, his warm breath caressing my face, carrying his distinct scent of sandalwood.

It tickled my skin in a way that sent shivers down my spine.

I yanked my hands back as if burned. “I’m just… changing position.”

Alpha Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “You’re changing position?”

“Not like that!” I sputtered. “I just want to get your clothes off!”

The moment those words left my mouth, I realized how they sounded.

Alpha Sebastian’s lips curved into a slight smirk. “Lower your voice. No need to be so… enthusiastic.”

I was NOT enthusiastic!

My face felt like it was about to combust.

His expression of amused tolerance only seemed to confirm whatever inappropriate thoughts he imagined I was having.

I took a deep breath, about to explain myself, but realized any explanation would only k make things more awkward. Instead, I moved behind him on the bed.

When I said “changing position,” I meant moving behind him!

To help him take off his… oh god, this was hopeless.

After a moment of silent meltdown, I forced my thoughts back on track.

This was about treating a wound.

Changing bandages.

A completely clinical situation!

“Cecilia, are you plotting my murder from back there?” Alpha Sebastian teased. gave a weak laugh, then hesitantly reached for his neck, carefully sliding my hands beneath the collar of his robe.

Despite my best efforts to avoid touching his skin, my fingers inevitably brushed against his neck, collarbone, shoulders, and arms. It wasn’t intentional-it was unavoidable

As the robe slipped from his upper body, expanses of flawless pale skin were revealed to my eyes. His shoulders were impressively broad, his waist narrow.

From my side view, Icould see the defined lines of his obliques disappearing beneath the /remaining fabric at his hips.

His perfectly proportioned muscles resembled classical sculpture, exuding strength even in stillness.

A visual feast, my mind supplied helpfully.

Now that I was behind him, safely hidden from his gaze, I felt more relaxed. leven had the presence of mind to appreciate the VIEW that had entered my line of sight.

Looking was one thing, but I had a job to do.

Kneeling on the bed, I bent forward to unwrap the bandage around his waist.

Then I took some ointment and carefully applied it to his wound with a cotton swab.

The medication was sticky and wet, so I instinctively blew on it gently to help it dry faster…

Alpha Sebastian went completely rigid. The muscles across his back tensed visibly.

When the medicine seemed dry enough, I took fresh bandages and began wrapping them around his torso, my hands circling his waist repeatedly…

“That’s enough. Stop.” His voice cut through the silence, suddenly rough and gravelly.

The veins in his neck and arms had become prominently visible.

I paused, confused, still holding the unfinished bandage. “I’m almost done… Did I hurt you?”

Alpha Sebastian’s expression was severe and complicated.

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