Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140 Mason’s Mother

Cecilia

I wasn’t prepared for lang’s sharp turn around the mountain bend.

My body lurched sideways, hands flying out to grab anything for balance.

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Alpha Sebastian caught my waist with practiced ease, his fingers curling inward with deliberate pressure that didn’t just stop my fall–it guided me face–first into his chest.

My hand, which had been reaching for the seat back, landed squarely on his thigh.

And not just anywhere on his thigh–somewhere decidedly north of his knee.

My chest pressed firmly against his torso, my other hand clutching desperately at his shirt near his

waist.

My breathing stuttered to a halt. The softness of my chest pressed against his felt like it was suddenly connected to a live wire.

Internally, I was screaming like I’d been thrown into a furnace.

Externally, I was petrified like I’d looked Medusa in the eyes.

When I fully registered exactly where my hand was resting, my face turned even more stone–like as

I began to withdraw my fingers with the speed of a glacier.

Alpha Sebastian looked down at me, his eyes narrowed in that predatory way Alphas have.

Though he said nothing, his gaze conducted a full interrogation.

I wanted to tuck and roll out of the moving car.

Trying to be casual, I attempted to lift my chest away from his, but the hand at my waist tightened

with Alpha strength, pulling me back against him.

His warm breath cascaded over my neck as he murmured, “I thought you said you don’t get

carsick? Yet here you are, practically collapsing into me. Perhaps you need to lie down for a bit?”

“I’m fine,” I said quickly, prying his hand from my waist with more force than necessary.

I sat up poker–straight, hands placed primly on my lap like a Jane Austen character who’d just been caught doing something scandalous.

My burning cheeks, however, were giving a Tony–worthy performance of “Woman Who Just

Accidentally Felt Up An Alpha.”

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The others in the car were suddenly fascinated by the Colorado landscape outside their windows.

Meanwhile, I was mentally plotting murders–first my so–called best friend, then the others: I am going to rip out your throats with my teeth!

Forty–five excruciating minutes later, we pulled up to a rustic lodge nestled at the base of the

mountains.

The man who emerged to greet us was the same one Alpha Sebastian had visited yesterday.

Now I learned he was Mason’s uncle,Zaire.

“Please, come in,” he said, his expression considerably more grim than during yesterday’s meeting.

Alpha Sebastian instructed Beta Sawyer and Tang to keep watch outside–standard Alpha

paranoia.

Harper told Levan to stay put too, probably to avoid crowding the space.

Alpha Sebastian and Zaire took the lead, with Harper and me following behind as we entered the

house and climbed to the third floor.

The wooden staircase creaked under our weight, the sound echoing in the otherwise silent

building.

Zaire opened a door midway down the hallway.

Inside, to my surprise, sat another person–a woman who appeared to be in her late fifties with

stark white hair and a hauntingly gaunt face.

She wore a simple white cotton shirt. Her features were delicate; she must have been beautiful once, but extreme weight loss and vacant eyes had hollowed out what had once been lovely

features.

“Are you…?” Harper gasped, clearly shocked.

She hesitated to make assumptions, probably because according to her research, this woman

shouldn’t be among the living.

The photos Harper had shown me revealed someone who looked at least twenty years younger

than the woman before us.

“This is my sister,Willow.” Zaire said quietly. “Mason’s mother.”

Willow nodded and attempted a smile, making an effort to appear energetic. “Hello.”

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I felt like I’d been punched in the gut.

Mason’s mother? Wasn’t she supposed to have died in that gas explosion?

“Hello, Willow,” we greeted her, trying to keep our voices steady.

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Zaire gestured for us to sit on the worn but clean furniture and poured tea for everyone from an

old ceramic pot.

Willow looked at Alpha Sebastian with genuine pleasure, her eyes showing a spark of life. “Young

Mr. Black, you look handsome as always.”

“Sister, he’s Alpha Sebastian Black of the Silver Peak Pack. You shouldn’t address him so

informally,” Zaire whispered, embarrassment coloring his tone.

“It’s perfectly fine,” Alpha Sebastian replied with that effortless grace.

His smile transformed his usually intimidating Alpha presence into something warm and

approachable.

Hearing this, Zaire dropped the matter, looking impressed by Alpha Sebastian’s humility.

I couldn’t help but notice how familiar Willow seemed with Alpha Sebastian, which suggested they’d met multiple times before.

But she lived in Boulder, and Alpha Sebastian hadn’t been here before…had he?

Suddenly, I remembered that business reception Mr. Chu had invited Alpha Sebastian to attend on

short notice.

Was it possible that when I’d assumed he was meeting some mysterious business contact, he was actually visiting Mason’s mother?

“Willow,” Harper began, her lawyer voice activated, “I know your background. You taught

elementary school, but after Mason disappeared, you quit your job to search for him. Then, according to neighbors, there was a gas explosion at your home one night, and you vanished too.

Everyone believed you were…”

She paused delicately. “Could you tell us what really happened?”

Harper got straight to the point–after all, uncovering this mystery was why we’d made this trip.

Willow’s eyes, which had briefly shown some vitality, clouded over again like storm moving across

a mountain lake.

Zaire sat beside her and took her hand in his. “Sister, please tell them. They have invested

considerable effort investigating Mason’s case. Like Alpha Sebastian, they’re here to help us.”

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“Yes, I know,” Willow nodded repeatedly, her thin hand clutching her brother’s.

She didn’t cry–perhaps she had exhausted her tears long ago.

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After a moment, she released his hand and began to tell us the whole story, her voice surprisingly steady. “Five years ay my son disappeared. I filed a missing persons report immediately. Through phone records, the police discovered his last call was to Nicole, his childhood friend. I watched that girl grow up alongside my son. The police and I found her at the hospital–her face had been slashed, and she was in acute psychological distress. No matter how we questioned her, she just cried and repeated that she didn’t know anything.”

“Later, school security footage revealed that Cici White had taken Nicole away that day.”

Her voice hardened slightly as she continued, “That girl transferred to our school and immediately began harassing Mason. She followed him home repeatedly. At first, Mason didn’t take it too seriously–he thought rejecting her advances would be enough. But Cici was relentless. She escalated to having people block Mason after school, preventing him from leaving. He became. incredibly frustrated.”

“When she couldn’t get what she wanted from Mason, she targeted Nicole instead. That girl was gentle and shy. After being bullied several times, she became too frightened to attend school.”

“Neither Nicole’s father nor I knew about any of this at the time. The children were trying to protect us by keeping silent. Not until it happened…” Her voice trailed off.

Willow paused and pressed her fingers against her forehead, as if trying to physically hold back the

memories.

I handed her a fresh cup of water. “Please, take your time.”

“Thank you,” she whispered.

She accepted the water and studied my face–something in my appearance seemed to trigger a powerful emotional response.

Tears welled in her eyes, slow and reluctant. “Nicole was beautiful. So kind. I knew–just knew–my

sweet, foolish son had fallen for her.”

I listened with growing sadness, the weight of the story pressing down on me.

They were the golden kids. Childhood sweethearts, Smart, kind, full of future.

If Cici White hadn’t walked in like a grenade, they’d probably be in college right now- sleep–deprived, over–caffeinated, and finally brave enough to tell each other how they felt.

But instead, one was dead. The other… shattered.

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Their future had been wiped out in a single, horrifying day.

And suddenly, I couldn’t stop thinking about how breakable we all are.

How close I’d come to being a name on someone else’s tragedy.

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If I hadn’t met Alpha Sebastian–if he hadn’t stepped in the way he did–would I even be sitting.

here? Or would I be another photo on a missing person flyer, another cautionary tale buried under

local gossip?

I turned to look at him.