Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Chapter 247 The Dark Hunt

Cecilia’s pov

Evelyn slid her arm around my shoulders, her red lips brushing close to my ear. "Don’t worry, I’m more than capable. I can handle ten people at once."

Sebastian’s expression shifted instantly, his jaw tightening.

"Evelyn. Let her go."

Evelyn raised both hands, mock-innocent. "Sebastian, you’re being absurdly possessive. Can’t I have a private word with Cece?"

He didn’t answer.

"Cecilia, come here," he said, motioning to me while shooting a glare at Dick. "Control your people."

Dick flushed, clearly embarrassed.

He muttered something to his companion and pulled her aside for a hushed scolding.

I moved to Sebastian’s side, watching the exchange unfold.

Sawyer leaned in, voice low. "Cecilia... do you feel like we’re being watched?"

I cupped my hand around my mouth and whispered, "It’s the woman who fell."

"What?!" Sawyer yelped, grabbing my arm.

Before I could answer, a familiar chill cut through the air.

Sebastian’s glare landed on Sawyer like a frostbite warning.

Sawyer looked up and froze.

"What’s with that look?" he muttered.

"There’s a tree over there," Sebastian said, pointing somewhere vaguely.

"A... tree?"

"If your hands are that restless, go rub them against some bark."

His voice was calm, but the edge was sharp.

Sawyer dropped my arm like it burned and took two steps back.

I gave Sebastian a look. He looked back, gaze cool but almost amused.

"I’m just concerned," he murmured. "Itchy hands can be dangerous. In severe cases... amputation might be required."

I stared at him. Was that a joke? A threat? A warning?

Sawyer had turned pale. I couldn’t blame him.

Dick returned with his companion, looking uncomfortable.

Our group instinctively huddled closer, conversation dropping to a murmur.

Evelyn stepped forward again, slow and deliberate--like a cat circling something it already considered caught.

She tilted the woman’s chin with one finger. "We’ve decided. Just you and me. Treasure hunting in that treehouse sounds... intimate, doesn’t it?"

The woman stiffened.

"What’s wrong?" Evelyn purred. "You were eager to go with Cecilia. But not with me?"

Her smile thinned. She grabbed the woman’s jaw, grip tightening. "You’re coming. Now."

"Mr. Dick!" the woman gasped, panic flaring.

Dick stepped forward--but froze when Sebastian spoke.

"She made the offer first," he said, tone slow and flat.

The message was clear : she started it. She finishes it.

Dick hesitated, then gave a reluctant nod. "Fine. Go."

The woman tried to pull away, but Evelyn’s grip didn’t budge.

Gravel crunched under their feet as Evelyn dragged her off toward the trees.

No one followed. No one said a word.

I watched their figures disappear into the forest, something cold settling in my chest.

The silence that followed wasn’t just awkward. It was... wrong.

Sebastian stood beside me, arms crossed, unreadable. But I could feel the tension humming under his skin.

Fifteen minutes passed.

Still no sign of them.

Sebastian checked his watch, then unfolded the terrain map like we were planning a picnic.

"Let’s try the east side," he said casually, tapping a spot.

"But our people are still... " Dick gestured toward the treehouse.

I shot him a look. "What’s so funny, troublemaker?"

"Troublemaker?" He scoffed. "That’s rich coming from you."

We traded jabs. Pointless. Tense. A distraction.

Dick cleared his throat. "Alpha Sebastian... what now?"

Sebastian didn’t even look at him. "No idea." He waved a hand, brushing Sawyer and Vance aside like static.

Then he took my hand and turned toward the staircase. "Upstairs."

He didn’t ask. He just led. I followed.

Dick trailed behind, thankfully silent.

The second floor was sealed off and strange--walls damp, air thick. The floor gave way spongily, like rotting fruit.

Clusters of mushroom-like growths lined the corners. Spores drifted through the air like dust motes that didn’t belong.

Sebastian moved through the space slowly, scanning the room like he was looking for something.

But I could tell he wasn’t. He was stalling. Watching. Guarding.

I trailed behind, lightheaded. The air was thick, the plants strange, everything edged in blur.

"I need to use the restroom," I said, stopping mid-step.

Sebastian looked at me sharply. "I’ll go with you."

"It’s fine," I said, squeezing his hand. "This place isn’t that big. What could possibly happen?"

He didn’t argue, but his eyes stayed on me as I turned and walked away.

I hummed softly down the hall, just too loud enough to be heard.

Behind me, footsteps. Quiet. Close.

I didn’t look. Just kept walking. Fourth door on the right.

I slipped inside.

The shadow followed. The door clicked shut.

A flash of wire.

Then darkness swallowed everything--not just the room, but the entire castle and the forest beyond.