Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia) novel Chapter 369

Chapter 369: Chapter 369 Dark at Midnight

Cecilia ’s pov

Dinner finally ended, and somehow, I managed to slip out of the room without drawing attention.

I just said "Thanks" to Daisy and nodded at Sebastian.

My brain was still spinning in ten different directions, but I didn’t let it show.

The second I hit the hallway, I could breathe again.

The house was too big. Too still.

I just wanted four solid walls, a working lock, and no one watching.

So I headed upstairs and shut the door behind me.

Less than ten minutes later, there was a knock.

I froze.

But it wasn’t trouble. Just the butler, polite as ever, holding out a brand-new phone.

"From Alpha Sebastian," he said quietly. "He thought you might want to stay connected tonight."

Honestly, I needed it.

My old phone got wrecked during the whole psychedelic cake fiasco.

I took it with a soft "Thanks" and set it on the nightstand.

I was about to sit down when Harper knocked once and peeked in.

"Just checking if you’re still alive," she said, yawning so hard she nearly folded in half.

Without waiting for an invite, she wandered in and flopped onto the edge of my bed.

"Not to be dramatic," she mumbled, "but if I don’t pass out now, I’ll be a zombie at breakfast."

I cracked a tired smile.

"If the wolves start howling, I’ll let you sleep through it."

She gave me a lazy thumbs-up, already half asleep.

"You’re the best, Cece."

Then she stood up with a groan and padded back toward her room.

"Night," I called after her as she disappeared down the hall.

Tang and Sawyer were both stationed just a few doors away.

That should’ve made me feel safe.

But old instincts die hard.

Before I got into bed, I checked the windows. Locked the door. Twice.

Some habits don’t fade, especially when you’ve lived in a world where trust could get you killed.

I couldn’t sleep.

My mind kept going in circles.

I kept seeing that little girl curled up on Sebastian’s lap.

Daisy being a little too polite.

The way they looked at each other across the table. Quiet. Sharp. Hard to read.

Maybe I was being paranoid.

But at least the door was locked tonight.

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12:45 a.m.

The new phone buzzed so hard it nearly knocked over the glass of water on my nightstand.

I jolted awake, the dream still clinging to me like static.

One notification lit up the screen.

Sender: Harper.

Message:[ Get out NOW. If you move quick you still have a shot! Don’t wait! GO!]

Adrenaline hit like a punch to the chest. My body went full alert.

Harper didn’t do drama. She didn’t do caps.

If she texted like that, something was seriously wrong.

I called her back instantly.

Declined. Straight to voicemail.

Weird.

My heart was pounding.

I called Tang. Then Sawyer. Nothing. No ring, no answer.

I tried Sebastian next.

Tapped his name. Nothing. Not even a dial tone. Just silence.

This was bad.

Too many red flags.

I kicked off the covers and swung my legs out of bed.

Barefoot, I walked to the door and reached for the handle.

Then I stopped.

Something wasn’t right.

This panic didn’t feel real. It felt... planted.

I backed away and looked at the message again.

[Get out NOW.]

Harper’s room was five steps from mine. If she was in danger, she’d bang on my door or drag me out herself. Not fire off a text and hope for the best.

My stomach turned. It didn’t add up.

Was I being paranoid, or was something actually wrong ?

Then another message popped up.

[I’m outside the main gate. If you don’t come now, it’ll be too late.]

I gripped the phone tighter and pulled back the curtain.

The moonlit yard looked untouched. Quiet. Too quiet.

No Harper. No movement. Not even wind.

And if she really left her room, there’s no way she wouldn’t stop here first.

It was too smooth. Too scripted.

Then more texts came in. They got faster, meaner, and way more aggressive.

[Are you deaf or just stupid ? You WANT to get hurt ?

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