Cecilia’s pov
Xavier standing with a young woman in a pink and white dress.
The Moon Goddess had a sick sense of humor.
I’d managed to dodge this inevitable collision for days, but here we were, as if the universe had scheduled this twisted reunion for the most awkward possible moment.
The elevator waited at the ground floor, but they weren’t getting in.
They were waiting for us.
Great. Another confrontation.
Sebastian’s expression remained perfectly neutral, only the slight arch of his eyebrow betraying any reaction.
"Alpha Xavier," he remarked coolly, glancing at the girl, "Your little girlfriend Cici was arrested just days ago, and you’ve already moved on? Rather tasteless, don’t you think?"
Xavier’s face darkened dangerously, his jaw tight with barely contained fury.
His razor-sharp gaze sliced from Sebastian to me, lingering on Sebastian’s jacket draped over my shoulders. The look in his eyes was murderous.
Meanwhile, the girl beside him stared at Sebastian with unblinking fascination, her expression unnervingly excited.
One fixated on me. One fixated on Sebastian.
I’d never understood what it felt like to be cornered by two very different kinds of predators until this moment.
"Since Alpha Xavier seems unwilling to engage," Sebastian murmured near my ear, his arm sliding around my waist, "let’s continue on our way."
Just as we were about to pass them, a pale, slender hand shot out and wrapped around Sebastian’s arm.
"Brother..." she said, voice lilting and dreamy, like she was talking to someone from a bedtime story.
I blinked.
Wait. What?
My head snapped toward the woman Xavier had brought, confusion rising fast and sharp.
Even Sebastian looked momentarily stunned, his usual composure flickering for the briefest second.
Then his face shut down again - cold, unreadable.
He peeled her hand off his sleeve. "I don’t know her."
"But she - " I began, still reeling.
"You’re my brother," the girl said, smiling at Sebastian with a kind of vacant joy that made the hairs on my neck stand up.
And that’s when I saw it - her eyes. Wide, glassy, unfocused.
Oh.
She wasn’t all there.
Xavier had brought a mentally impaired woman to the building. At midnight.
"...Xavier," I said, giving him a disgusted look, "wherever you found her, take her back."
Xavier noticed my apparent anger and smirked. "What’s wrong? Jealous?"
I shot him a contemptuous glare. "I’m telling you to stop being a despicable human being."
The girl was beautiful despite her disability.
But bringing someone with the mental capacity of a young child here in the middle of the night for whatever he had planned - it was beyond reprehensible.
Xavier flinched under my look of disdain, his chest visibly tightening.
He was already in a foul mood.
Seeing me with Sebastian had clearly pushed him over the edge.
Suddenly, his lips curled into a malicious smile.
He shoved the girl toward Sebastian. "Go find your brother. He likes you very much. He’ll take good care of you."
I stared in disbelief.
The girl brightened immediately and reached out to embrace Sebastian.
Sebastian neatly sidestepped her hands and gave Xavier a cold look. "You know, Alpha Xavier, you really should have that head of yours examined."
With that, he took my hand and maneuvered us around them toward the elevator.
"Brother, brother..." The girl called after us like a persistent shadow.
We entered the elevator. She followed.
Xavier, without so much as a backward glance, turned and walked away toward the parking garage.
My jaw dropped as I looked between the smiling girl in the elevator and Xavier’s retreating back.
Had he lost his mind?
He’d just left this vulnerable woman on us and walked away!
The elevator doors closed.
"Brother..." The girl smiled sweetly at Sebastian, inching closer.
Sebastian stepped back, pulling me in front of him like a human shield while raising his hand in a firm gesture. "Stay where you are," he commanded.
He clearly didn’t want to physically handle her.
Surprisingly, she obeyed, stopping in her tracks.
She was staring at him like he was a Disney prince who’d just rescued her from a lifetime of mediocre Tinder dates.
My temples throbbed with mounting frustration.
I wanted to drag Xavier back and beat him senseless.
The girl tried to follow.
The moment the property staff held her back, she exploded into full-blown wailing.
Not sniffles.
Not soft sobs.
We’re talking Oscar-worthy, banshee-level shrieking."Brooooother! I want brother! Go awaaaay! Bad people! BAD PEOPLE!"
I practically dragged Sebastian toward the elevator, walking faster by the second.
I felt like I was fleeing for my life.
Back in the apartment, I collapsed onto the sofa and exhaled deeply.
Apparently, that girl could be scarier than a rabid wolf.
Sebastian handed me a bottle of water and sat beside me, looking thoughtful. "Even if Xavier’s taste has deteriorated, surely he wouldn’t stoop this low."
"I wouldn’t put anything past him. Maybe after dating Cici the psychopath, normal women just don’t do it for him anymore," I remarked bitterly.
I didn’t care who he dated, but when his drama spilled over into my life, and even onto Sebastian, that crossed a line.
I was beginning to suspect the girl might be some kind of pawn in Xavier’s twisted game to harass us.
My eyes drifted to Sebastian’s waist.
Why else would she immediately fixate on Sebastian?
My muscles, traitorous things that they were, melted under his touch.
I knew I should pull away. I knew this was a bad idea. I knew I was going to regret this later.
But right now?
His warmth was lulling, his scent soothing.
His voice was more effective than NyQuil when he hummed something low and wordless.
I fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes, we were already in the building’s garage.
We must have been sitting there for a while - it was already 12:30 AM.
"I’m sorry, I was really tired today," I said through a yawn.
"I should be the one apologizing. Last night I shouldn’t have..." He gave me an apologetic look." You needed the rest."
I remained silent for a few seconds, my cheeks warming as I climbed out of the car.
He followed, removing his jacket in the cool garage and draping it over my shoulders.
Just as we turned the corner to the elevators, I clocked two figures standing by the doors - and instantly wished I hadn’t.

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