Cecilia’s pov
Harper and I had just finished exploring the balcony when we returned to our rooms. She flopped onto the bed with a frustrated sigh, her brow furrowed.
"Do we actually feel safe here?" she asked, tugging at her earlobe. "I mean, Alpha Sebastian’s mansion had a security system that looked like something out of a Bond movie. This place? It’s barely got a doorbell."
I shrugged. "We have to trust Cassian. The guy’s dodged more assassination attempts from Maggie than I can count on both hands."
Harper sat up, clearly uneasy. "That’s exactly what freaks me out. I’ve been paying attention since we got here. There are maybe two cameras at the front. No motion detectors, no drones, no infrared scans, nothing. It’s like he thinks he’s invincible."
She lowered her voice, even though no one else was around. "And remember this morning? Cassian said Maggie’s people were still tracking him. If she’s monitoring his flight paths, we’re not exactly off the radar. She could’ve followed us right here."
She looked around the room and raised an eyebrow.
"So... are we just counting on good vibes to keep us safe?"
"Overthinking won’t help. Cassian doesn’t strike me as careless. Sometimes the safest traps are the ones you don’t even see."
Harper tilted her head, giving me a look. "You’ve got a whole lot of faith in this guy."
I gave a noncommittal shrug. "When in Rome, right? Besides, if this place weren’t safe, Sebastian would’ve never let me come. We stay alert, but we don’t panic."
Harper leaned back with a knowing smirk. "So it’s not Cassian you trust. It’s Sebastian. Got it. Girl, you are fully enchanted."
"Excuse me?" I turned to glare at her. "Who says I’m not the one casting the spell? That man’s completely obsessed with me."
"Totally. If you asked, he’d probably burn down a city for you."Harper shot back, grinning.
We both laughed, the tension easing a bit.
After that, we let the conversation drop and just chilled in the room for a while. Harper scrolled through her phone, and I lay back on the couch, staring at the ceiling, letting my thoughts drift.
About thirty minutes later, Yulia knocked on our door, calling us down to grab some lunch.
The smell of garlic and roasted vegetables had already started drifting up the stairs by the time we opened the door.
She headed off next to wake up Tang, who was still catching up on sleep in his room.
We made our way to the dining area and found the round wooden table completely covered in food.
There was grilled trout, bison stew with green chilies, cornbread still warm in the basket, roasted root vegetables, and a big bowl of salad tossed with pine nuts.
It wasn’t fancy. Just hearty, mountain-town comfort food.
The smell hit me first.
Rosemary, citrus, garlic. It was rich, earthy, and familiar.

Guys like Tang had that kind of charm. Young, fit, and somehow always the center of attention without even trying.

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