Abandoned Luna: Now Untouchable-Chapter 332 Whispered Secrets

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Chapter 332: Chapter 332 Whispered Secrets

Cecilia’s pov

Liam’s words hit me like a jolt. For a second, I couldn’t breathe.

But he was watching, so I didn’t flinch.I kept my expression steady.

I forced myself to look confused and hoped it was convincing.

"Zane went into my room?" I asked lightly."That’s... odd. Maybe he mixed up the doors?"

Liam shook his head, thoughtful."A high-profile CEO wandering into the wrong room? That doesn’t sound like him. Guys like that don’t make careless mistakes."

"People get distracted," I offered, even though a chill had already crept up my spine.

"Cassian’s room is near mine. Maybe Zane was walking around, thinking about work, and just kept going. It happens."

I hoped the excuse landed, but the look in Liam’s eyes told me it didn’t.

"Cecilia," he said quietly, "I haven’t told Alpha Sebastian yet. I’m telling you first because I think you should be careful. It’s better to be safe than blindsided."

I nodded, grateful for the warning."Thanks, Liam. I mean it."

"Good." He stood up, gathered the empty containers, and paused at the door.

"Text me if there’s anything you want for dinner. I’ll make it happen."

I gave him a smile, tight and forced."I will."

The second the door clicked shut behind him, the smile disappeared.

My shoulders slumped the moment I was alone. The air in the room suddenly felt too heavy, like I’d been holding my breath without realizing it.

Worry settled over me like a lead blanket, and my thoughts started to race.

What the hell was Zane doing in my room?

This wasn’t just a casual mistake.

He’d hired private investigators to follow me. Had me photographed without my knowledge. And now he was acting... sweet? Helpful? Like he was trying to win me over?

No. He couldn’t possibly be thinking about claiming me now. Could he?

My grandmother and mom had finally let that idea die. And now Zane was dragging it back up like some bad ghost story.

I leaned back in my chair, pressure building behind my eyes.

Author’s pov

By mid-afternoon, Cecilia left the office with her team for a meeting at a partner company.

She’d put her phone on silent. She knew Luna Regina was going to come after her.

And sure enough, back at HQ, Alpha Sebastian was dealing with exactly that.

"You’re still hiding things from me!" Luna Regina snapped, slamming her palm against the desk.

The sharp smack echoed through the office like a gavel hitting wood.

Alpha Sebastian didn’t flinch. He looked up, calm and composed, as if she hadn’t just tried to shake the room.

His pen paused mid-signature, but his expression didn’t change.

"Mother, I have a mountain of work this afternoon. If you’re looking for entertainment, maybe York downstairs would appreciate the company more than I do."

A flicker of irritation crossed her face, but she smoothed it over in an instant.

She walked around the desk, her tone suddenly sweet.

"I’ll back off if you just answer one thing. Is Cecilia pregnant?"

Alpha Sebastian leaned back in his chair, watching her with a mix of weary patience and reluctant affection.

He tapped the armrest once, then folded his hands loosely in his lap. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Pushing won’t help, Mother. I have my own pace. The best support you can offer right now is to stay out of it."

He hadn’t said yes. But he hadn’t said no either.

Luna Regina’s lips curled into a knowing smile.

Without another word, she turned and swept out of the room.

--

At 3:30, Cecilia finished her meeting and called Beta Sawyer on the way out.

"Luna Regina came by earlier," Beta Sawyer confirmed. "She’s gone now."

Exactly as she’d predicted. Early ambush.

Not taking any chances, she told her team to return to the office while she texted Alpha Sebastian for the rest of the afternoon off.

Then she ducked into a quiet dessert café to hide. When it came to Luna Regina, caution was survival.

Her phone buzzed again. It was a voice message from Yvonne.

She hit play.

Weak breathing. A pitiful cough."Cecilia, darling," Yvonne rasped melodramatically. "I’m sick and all alone... no one to care for me. So pathetic, right? Won’t you come check on me?"

Cecilia rolled her eyes. In her head. And hard.

Yvonne had definitely heard something, probably from Harper. She was obviously faking sick just to fish for gossip.

Still, she sent back a voice message:

"Hang in there, Yvonne. I’ll be there soon."

Across from her, Tang was halfway through a chocolate mille-feuille. He looked up.

"Why doesn’t anyone take care of her? What about her family?"

Cecilia hesitated, then sighed.

"They’re gone. All of them."

"All?" Tang asked, surprised.

She nodded. "All."

Tang didn’t ask again.

They left the café and headed straight for Yvonne’s place.

Meanwhile, a quick message from Tang hit Alpha Sebastian ’s phone, updating him on their location.

Alpha Sebastian ’s brow furrowed. Yvonne’s place? That woman had the worst case of loose lips in the entire pack.

After a moment’s thought, he mind-linked Beta Sawyer :

[ Cancel tonight’s meeting. ]

Beta Sawyer responded instantly:

[ Alpha Caen from the Lonewolf Pack has been pushing for this meeting for weeks. ]

[ They’ve got the silver mines up north and exclusive access to the river routes. That’s not a small deal. ]

Alpha Sebastian’s response came sharp and final:

[ I have more important matters to handle. ]

Beta Sawyer hesitated.

[ If I may be so bold... what could possibly outrank silver and trade routes? ]

[ You may not be so bold. ]

The link went dead.

Beta Sawyer sighed, massaging his temples.

Classic Alpha Sebastian . His silence always said more than his words.