Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137: Chapter 137 Unwelcome Morning Visitor

Cecilia’s pov

I opened the door.

Alpha Xavier stood there, looking like hell warmed over.

His once-immaculate appearance was in shambles - his handsome face was ashen, dark circles shadowed his eyes, and his loosened tie hung limply around his neck.

My little alcohol buzz evaporated instantly.

He looked like he wanted to devour me - for dinner, dessert, and probably breakfast too.

My brain offered nothing helpful.

Just: Shit. Shit. Shiiiiit.

Is it too late to pretend I was never here?

The silence between us stretched so tight, it could’ve snapped and taken out a city block.

I tightened my grip on the doorknob.

Okay. Survival mode: engaged.

And then - I slammed the door. Hard.

BAM.

Except... yeah. He was faster.

His palm shot out, stopping the door from closing.

I pushed with everything I had, but the gap only widened as his superior strength prevailed.

"Get the hell away from my door!" I snarled.

Alpha Xavier’s face remained cold and determined, not even flinching at my outburst.

With one firm push, he forced the door completely open.

I abandoned the lost battle and pivoted, making a desperate dash for the bathroom.

But Alpha Xavier seemed to read my mind, lunging forward and catching my wrist in an iron grip before kicking the door shut behind him.

"Let go of me! What do you think you’re doing?" I shouted, kicking at him while panic bloomed in my chest.

His expression had softened slightly upon seeing me safe in my room, but that changed in an instant when his sharp eyes landed on the suspicious red mark below my collarbone.

Rage flashed across his face as he reached to pull down my collar.

"Stop!" I shrieked, clutching my neckline closed. "Alpha Xavier, I swear to God I’ll call security!"

Despite my death grip on my shirt, he’d already glimpsed the telltale kiss marks on my chest. Something feral awakened in his eyes as his fingers tightened around my arm, squeezing until I thought the bone might snap.

I pounded my fist against his hand. "Let go!"

He yanked me closer, his voice a mixture of fury and raw pain. "Cecilia, did you really sleep with him?"

"That’s none of your business!" I snapped.

"The day we divorced, you promised you wouldn’t see anyone else!"

My voice went flat with disbelief. "I didn’t swear anything. This wasn’t a blood oath. We got divorced, not drafted into a monogamy cult."

His jaw clenched. "So you’re really into Alpha Sebastian?"

"Maybe I am." I crossed my arms and didn’t flinch. "We’re both single adults, Alpha Xavier. Welcome to the twenty-first century. If I want to date him, or hook up with him in a closet backstage at a charity gala, that’s none of your business."

Okay, maybe that was too specific.

I held my ground, even as my brain replayed last night’s encounter in screaming HD.

To be fair, I was the one who initiated... whatever it was.

His demeanor suddenly shifted, the rage melting into desperate pleading. "He’s not what you think. He won’t mate with you, won’t take responsibility for you. He’s just using you."

I felt a flash of doubt - considering how last night ended, with Alpha Sebastian walking away, maybe there was a grain of truth there. But I pushed the thought aside.

"He doesn’t love you," Alpha Xavier continued, his voice breaking. "But I still do, Cecilia. I’ve always loved you. Yes, my body betrayed you, but my heart never changed. You’ve always been first in my heart."

His words made my stomach turn.

I inhaled sharply. Then said, as calmly as I could:

"Alpha Xavier, when we got divorced - and again when you threatened me - you promised you’d leave me alone. Remember? You literally said, and I quote, ’If I bother you again, may I be a mangy lone wolf forever.’"

I paused, let that hang in the air like a courtroom mic drop.

"So?" I asked sweetly. "Are you ready to be exiled from your precious pack now?"

Author’s pov

Meanwhile, in the hotel’s breakfast room...

Harper was having breakfast with her two brothers. She’d woken up earlier, seen Cecilia sleeping deeply, and decided to check on her younger brothers - especially Tang, who looked tough enough to wrestle a bull. So she’d gotten them up, and they’d come down to eat together.

Poor Beta Sawyer had gone off to attend to his Alpha.

The three of them were enjoying their meal when Levan suddenly looked up, spotted something at eight o’clock, and anxiously tugged at Harper’s sleeve. " Harper... Harper..."

"What is it?" Harper was fascinated by the tattoo on Tang’s arm. "Don’t interrupt me. Tang, this tribal design is really interesting."

Levan gave up on subtlety.

He pulled her hand away from Tang’s impressive bicep. "Stop feeling up his arm and look over there!"

Harper followed her brother’s pointing finger and her eyes widened in shock. She cursed under her breath, "That bastard Alpha Xavier is bullying Cecilia again!"

She grabbed a fork, hiding it behind her back as she stood to intervene.

Tang pulled her back down. "Harper, wait!"

"Wait for what?"

"Let me record this first."

Tang quickly took out his phone, expertly applied a filter, and recorded a short video which he immediately sent to his Alpha.

"Harper, let’s save this damsel-in-distress opportunity for my boss," he said with a grin, showing her his phone.

The Harper siblings watched the video - set to romantic music with a cherry blossom filter that added pink hearts and bubbles floating around.

Even Cecilia’s murderous glare somehow looked like flirtatious playfulness through the absurd filter.

Harper stared at him in horror. "You... you sent that to Alpha Sebastian ?"

Tang nodded proudly. "Mm-hmm."

Mm-hmm his ass! Harper thought frantically. This wasn’t setting up a heroic rescue

Was this American guy helping or sabotaging?

She grabbed his phone and frantically tried to unsend the message, but it was too late.