All Chapters of Abandoned Luna: Now Untouchable: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Cecilia's povA strong arm shot out, catching Amara mid-fall before she could land across Sebastian's lap."Amara."His voice was low, sharp as broken glass."I know you're not drunk. Enough of this charade."The air in the car shifted—tightened.Amara blinked once, then slowly straightened. Her eyes were clear. She looked at him, not with shame, but with something softer. Wounded. Calculated."Does it really have to be this way?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper."I should be asking you that," he said, his tone glacial. "Sit properly. Or get out."The temperature in the car seemed to drop several degrees. The silence that followed was absolute. Even the driver had turned to stone, hands clenched on the wheel, eyes fixed forward in a desperate attempt to disappear.From my seat, I could feel it too—This wasn't mere irritation. It was cold, controlled furyI kept my eyes forward, spine straight, breathing shallow—every instinct telling me to stay very, very still.Amara's eye

Cecilia's povThe dinner party wrapped up.Sebastian emerged looking perfectly sober—piercing eyes clear, stride steady. But when he handed us the room card and told us to take care of the check, Beta Sawyer and I exchanged glances. Our Alpha was definitely drunk.Amara seemed more put-together tonight than yesterday. She hurried to Sebastian's side on quick, dainty steps, tugging at his arm with familiar ease that made my wolf go crazy inside me."Want to come to my place?" she purred. "I have that whiskey you like.""No." Sebastian's rejection was immediate, clipped—the single syllable leaving no room for negotiation. That was pure Alpha attitude—short, direct, absolute.We continued down the corridor, the tension still thick in the air.Then it happened.Sebastian's boot caught on a raised edge of the carpet. His balance shifted.Before Beta Sawyer or I could react, Amara stepped forward, already positioned like she'd been waiting for exactly this. Arms slightly outstretched, her ex

Cecilia's povMy expression hardened as I fought to keep my composure. Something wasn't right about this situation."Why lock the door?" I asked, keeping my tone calm and measured as my gaze swept over each man in the room. "Is my simple question about two employees really a matter so delicate it must be discussed behind closed doors?"Thomas Dunn responded with that same oily smile that had begun to wear thin. "No, no, Ms. Moore, please don't misunderstand. The supervisor isn't hiding anything by locking the door. It's just that this matter... well, it's not something we want circulating among the workforce. People start talking, rumors spread, and before you know it, morale takes a hit.""I see." I let the words hang in the air, my voice cool. "So there is something being hidden here after all.""You don't understand the full picture," Thomas explained, his voice adopting a confidential tone. "The two people you asked about were among our earliest factory workers—a married couple. Th

Sebastian's pov​I arrived at the factory, my heart racing with each passing second. Alpha Xavier followed me silently, but I didn't have time for him.[Something's really wrong.]Soren's voice surged into my mind, low and urgent. [She's in serious danger.]I clenched my jaw, my heart pounding like crazy inside my chest.[Stay calm,] I told him, even though I could barely breathe. [We'll find her. I promise.]Soren growled, a sound that echoed inside my skull rather than in the air.[If we're too late—][We won't be.]My reply was sharp, absolute.Inside the factory's conference room, the air was thick with tension.Managers whispered in low voices, eyes constantly checking the door.As we walked in, the room went dead silent.I didn't slow my steps.​Let them stare.​Let them flinch.​Their silence didn't surprise me—it was exactly what I expected.​As I moved forward, people stepped out of the way, giving me space I hadn't asked for.​No one dared to meet my gaze.​These factory work

Cecilia's pov​All eyes turned toward the doorway where I stood—soaking wet, deathly pale, with scrapes across my forehead and cheeks. Despite my battered appearance, I could feel their stares of recognition and shock.​I leaned heavily against the door frame, my strength nearly spent. The gash on my leg throbbed with every heartbeat, but the fire of vengeance burning inside me was stronger than any physical pain.​Alpha Sebastian's eyes widened, sparkling like stars in the night sky. ​He rose from his chair in one fluid motion and strode toward me. ​"Cecilia, you're alive," he breathed, his voice thick with relief. ​My lips curved into a weak smile. "Turns out I'm harder to kill than they thought."​"Thank God it was my leg that hit those rocks, not my head."From the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Leonard's face turning ashen. ​His expression of shock confirmed everything—he'd expected me to be dead, not standing here exposing him.​Alpha Sebastian's sharp eyes noticed the b