Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 96

Cecilia

“Have her break that habit,” Alpha Sebastian said firmly.

I stared at his back, incredulous. “Fine, I’ll tell her to stop.” Seriously? His wolf hearing was that sensitive?

What crime had I committed by letting a former colleague call me Secretary Cecitia on the phone?Or by accepting a lunch invitation?

Alpha Sebastian continued walking, disappearing into his office without another glance.

I exhaled deeply, feeling the weight of his possessiveness like a physical presence.

Beta Sawyer stood beside me, staring thoughtfully at the closed door of the Alpha Sebastian’s office.

“He might be..” Beta Sawyer began hesitantly, “..sexually frustrated.”

I nearly choked.

It’s not your fault,” he continued with genuine sympathy.

Seeing my bewildered expression, Beta Sawyer added reassuringly, “Don’t worry, I’ll help yOu.”

Help me? How exactly? Were we even thinking about the same thing?

At 11:20 AM, I left the Silver Peak building, driving toward my lunch appointment.

The Hidden Spring restaurant was near the Blood Moon Pack territory, about twenty-eight minutes away by car.

It was a Japanese place our team used to frequent for company dinners.

Traffic was heavier than expected, and 1 arrived right at noon.

The restaurant owner greeted me with a smile as I entered, directing me to the Slumber private room where Jasmine was waiting.

I walked down the hallway, wondering why she’d reserved such a large private room for just the two of us. Something felt off.

As I approached, my hand hesitated before reaching for the door. Before I could decide whether to enter, it slid open.

“Manager Moore,” Jasmine said, pulling me inside.

Just as I thought I might have been paranoid, a figure emerged from behind the decorative screen.

Xavier. Of course.

“Well, well. So this lunch invitation was just bait to lure me for your Alpha,” I said with a cold laugh, turning to leave immediately.

Xavier blocked my path in a few quick strides, then asked Jasmine to leave us.

She cast me an apologetic glance, but I refused to meet her eyes.

“Move,” I demanded, my voice arctic, eyes filled with nothing but ice and hatred.

“I wanted to-” Xavier couldn’t meet my eyes. “-talk to you.”

I glared at him, my voice cold.

I don’t want to hear whatever excuse you’ve got. But since you forced this little talk, let me be clear-this is war now. Cici’s gonna pay for what she did. As long as I’m in Denver, as long as I’m breathing, she’s not getting away with it.” I gave him a bitter smile.

“And you? Keep living your sad little life. Some people aren’t dead, but they sure as hell don’t feel alive anymore.”

I took a step back and moved toward the door. But when I grabbed the handle, it wouldn’t budge. Locked.

“Ceceilia..” Xavier’s voice cracked, like it hurt just to speak. “I thought I could control everything. I thought I could move forward, and maybe-somehow-find my way back to us.

But now… I don’t see a way back anymore.”

“Open the damn door!” I shouted, kicking it hard, trying to drown out his pathetic little speech.

He walked up beside me, and finally said what he really came for.

“Write a forgiveness statement for Cici. If you do, she’ll back off-and I’ll stay out of your life for good.”

I froze, staring at him like he’d lost his mind.

“Are you kidding me?”

He didn’t flinch.

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