Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151: Chapter 151 Unwelcome Gifts

Author’s pov

Alpha Xavier’s jaw was so tight, it could’ve cracked a granite countertop.

Tension practically radiated off him like a walking storm of testosterone.

An hour ago, someone had sent him a lovely little gift: a full-color photo spread of his mother cozying up to the boy toy she’d been secretly dating.

He’d gone to all that trouble using Alpha Sebastian to get rid of Cici - only to end up with an even more chaos-wielding woman in their lives.

Karma was truly a bitch with impeccable timing.

Cici had wanted freedom that the White family couldn’t provide, so she’d sold her secrets to Maggie Locke.

One mistake had snowballed into this mess - like a tick you couldn’t shake off once it latched onto you.

Alpha Xavier took a seat across from Maggie, his face cold as winter in the Rockies. "What exactly do you want, Mrs. Locke? For me to rescue someone?"

His voice dropped to a dangerous register. "Sorry, but that’s beyond my capabilities. I can’t help you."

Maggie stroked her daughter’s hair, her movements calculated despite their apparent gentleness. "Xenia, sweetie, don’t you think this guy looks handsome?" she asked, pointing at Alpha Xavier .

Xenia stared at Alpha Xavier with vacant eyes, looking confused by his sudden appearance.

Alpha Xavier ’s brow furrowed with annoyance.

But something shifted in his expression when he looked at the girl more carefully.

For just a moment, recognition flash across his face - the girl’s confused expression reminded him of Cecilia’s sleepy, vulnerable morning face.

"Don’t you think this guy looks very handsome too?" Maggie patiently asked when her daughter didn’t respond.

Xenia nodded obediently but then lowered her head and whispered, "But that other guy looks better."

Maggie’s smile tightened at her daughter’s preference.

The temperature in Xavier’s eyes dropped several degrees.

What exactly was this woman trying to accomplish?

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Outside the restaurant, Alpha Yardley invited Zane Locke to continue their conversation at his office.

As soon as the invitation was extended, Cassian flashed that trouble-making grin of his. "I’d love to visit Sebastian’s office too," he drawled. "Maybe take a little nap while I’m there." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Alpha Yardley froze. Literally froze. If looks could kill, Cassian would’ve been a smudge on the pavement.

Sensing imminent death, Cassian backpedaled faster than a politician caught on a hot mic.

"Kidding! Kidding. I’m not going. I’m gone."

Then, leaning toward Sebastian, he stage-whispered, "But tell me that wasn’t the most genius distraction of all time. That’s all I got, though. You’re on your own now, bro."

With that, he spun on his heel, tossed Sebastian a dramatic air-kiss like he was bidding farewell from a Broadway stage.

" Sebastian by, I left you a present in your office! When I’m back from Australia, I’ll take you on vacation!"

"CASSIAN LOCKE, YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Alpha Yardley bellowed.

"Goodbye, Father," Alpha Sebastian said coolly, then nodded toward Zane Locke. "Mr. Locke."

And then he gestured for Cecilia to follow.

Cecilia respectfully said goodbye to both senior before hurrying after Alpha Sebastian.

Zane Locke’s gaze lingered on her retreating figure, something unreadable in his eyes.

"She’s young enough to be your daughter," Alpha Yardley muttered while changing shoes. "Having inappropriate thoughts would be truly despicable."

He clearly suspected the worst - first Zane had mentioned his late wife, now he was staring after Cecilia. It looked suspicious.

"I would never..." Zane laughed, though there was something sad in it. "I simply find the child endearing. She genuinely does resemble Rebecca."

"Cut the crap about Rebecca," Alpha Yardley snapped. "She’s been dead for years. She can’t see or hear your sentimental performance anymore."

Cecilia’s pov

On the way back, I was dying to ask about the Locke family.

The tension from dinner still lingered in the air like a stubborn perfume.

I stole a glance in the rearview mirror.

Alpha Sebastian had his eyes closed, his strong profile relaxed in what appeared to be meditation.

But I was afraid he would take the opportunity to bring up other things...

Stop it, Cecilia. Just stop.

The Silver Peak Tower came into view, its glass facade gleaming in the afternoon sun.

My heart was pounding like she’d just suggested we rob a federal bank, not visit an adult boutique with mood lighting and discreet packaging.

Still, I managed to squeak out, "Dinner’s on me tonight."

"Oooh. Aren’t we eager?" she teased. "Someone’s feeling extra needy today."

We quickly arranged a meeting place.

I learned that the restaurant was conveniently located near a discreet, high-end toy shop that catered specifically to supernatural clientele, which sent another wave of illicit excitement through me.

Suddenly my office line rang.

Seeing it was from the Alpha’s office, I slapped my phone down on the desk in panic.

Two seconds later, I picked it up again and spoke with forced calm: "Sure, sounds good. See you then. Gotta go!"

I hung up and immediately answered the office line. "Yes, Alpha."

"Falling asleep?" Alpha Sebastian’s smooth voice came through, that slight Alpha timber making my wolf perk up.

"...Just went to the restroom," I lied, praying he couldn’t somehow smell dishonesty through the phone.

"Come to my office."

Could I decline? Obviously not.

With a pained expression, I responded professionally, "Of course, I’ll be right there."

After hanging up, I let my forehead drop to my desk for three seconds of silent despair before standing up.

I straightened my hair, grabbed my phone, and left my office.

Before pushing open the Alpha’s door, I mentally prepared myself.

When I entered, Alpha Sebastian was standing at the doorway of his private rest area, his expression unusually serious.

He looked a little confused.

"What’s wrong?" I asked, walking over and peering into the room.

Alpha Sebastian placed his hand on my shoulder, drawing me closer.

The heat of his touch sent shivers down my spine as he pointed toward the bed and whispered near my ear, "Something crawled under the bed. Would you check it out?"