Alle Kapitel von Abandoned Luna: Now Untouchable: Kapitel 171 – Kapitel 180

Cecilia's povI was deep in dreamland, face buried in the pillow, trying to escape reality even in my sleep, when the doorbell shattered the morning quiet, a shrill, invasive sound.The sudden noise jolted me awake.I sat bolt upright, my heart pounding, hair looking like I'd lost a fight with a hurricane.I glanced beside me, then toward the door.Who the hell could that be?!It could be Liam or Sawyer!!!"I'll get it," Sebastian mumbled, sleep-rough voice and all, already moving to get up."You will NOT!" I grabbed his arm, yanking him back with surprising strength. "I'll go. You stay in this bedroom and don't you dare come out, or I'll - "The threat died in my throat. What exactly would I do to an Alpha werewolf?Sebastian leaned back against the headboard, looking far too amused for someone who'd been fucking me senseless just hours ago. "Or you'll what, exactly?""Or I'll be extremely uncomfortable," I finished lamely."...Cecilia," he sighed, his voice dropping to that dangerous

Cecilia's povSebastian stared at my face, his expression cooling slightly at my flippant response.His eyes darkened for a long moment before softening again."If you ever change your mind," he said gently, "make sure I'm the first to know."I didn't commit either way.The whole conversation was hypothetical anyway.Instead, I grabbed his tie, yanked him down to my level, and kissed him like it was the only language we spoke fluently.By the time we made it back to the office, the sun was basically clocking out for the day - and so was everyone else.Sawyer looked like he wanted to murder us both."You might as well have not come back at all!" he muttered under his breath.Sebastian, naturally, was completely unfazed.Nobody could reprimand him anyway.I, on the other hand, felt incredibly awkward and guilty."Sawyer, this afternoon I - " I began."This afternoon you accompanied the Alpha to meet with clients, I know," he interrupted flatly." He didn't specify which clients."His eyes

Cecilia's povHarper!That traitor. That spy. That absolutely insufferable idiot.She was going to be the death of me.Sebastian looked like a walking time bomb in my living room--primed to explode and demolish the fragile wall I'd built between my personal life and my professional one.Just looking at him made my pulse spike.But I'd always been good at hiding my true feelings.I pulled myself together, pasted on a serene smile, and turned to Harper."Harper, how thoughtful of you," I said sweetly, each word dipped in sugar and laced with poison. "Thank you so much, my dearest friend..."I'm going to bury you in your sleep.Harper wilted under my razor-sharp smile, her hands coming up in a gesture of pure surrender."Oh, no need to thank me!"Her mouth said one thing, but her eyes were screaming for mercy.I felt my chest tighten with frustration as I turned to Sebastian, forcing a layer of icy politeness into my tone."Mr. Black, a little warning would've been nice," I said. "I wasn't

Cecilia's povI was suddenly pulled against a wall of solid muscle.Sebastian's dominant scent invaded every pore of my body.The pressure around my waist tightened gradually, and cool, slender fingers gently tilted my chin upward until I met his eyes, narrowed and gleaming with dangerous intensity."Why are you so eager to get her out?" His voice was unusually gentle.He meant Harper. The girl I'd just dragged out of the house like a human shield."...To protect me." I grimaced, my expression pleading.Sebastian leaned down, his face hovering inches from mine.His warm breath carried the scent of whiskey as it brushed against my cheek. "What do you need protection from, Ms. Moore? What danger are you facing that I can't handle myself?"His voice was deep and indulgent, almost tender, but the grip on my waist told a completely different story.Oh crap. He's genuinely angry.I quickly wrapped my arms around his, "Don't be upset. Let's go somewhere else, and I'll explain everything." I o

Cecilia's povI returned to the dining area, where Sebastian had already set a surprisingly elegant breakfast on the table: a fresh garden salad, perfectly fried eggs with runny yolks, toast with homemade jam, cold milk, and a delicate pastry that looked bakery-fresh."This looks great," I said, sliding into my chair.I picked up my fork and knife, taking small, measured bites while trying to ignore the unsettling discoveries I'd made around his villa.Sebastian wasn't eating. He just sat there watching me, his eyes tracking every movement I made.At first, I pretended not to notice, focusing on the food and avoiding his gaze.But as the silence stretched between us, I couldn't ignore his unwavering stare.I touched my face self-consciously. "Why are you looking at me like that?""I'm wondering why my brilliant secretary isn't curious about where all this food came from," Sebastian said, his voice low and penetrating, the Alpha tone slipping into his words.I lazily scooped a bit of pa