Cecilia’s pov
My eyes widened in shock.
It felt like my mind had just been thrown into chaos.
Harper had completely lost her mind!
But what threw into true panic was Alpha Sebastian’s response.
He crossed his arms, leaned back, and furrowed his brow as if considering a major business deal. After what seed like an eternity of contemplation, he actually concluded, "Hmm, it’s not an impossible idea."
What the hell was he thinking?!
Harper, suddenly realizing she might have opened Pandora’s box with her impulsive suggestion, glanced between us nervously. "Haha, right?" she laughed awkwardly, clearly hoping to end the conversation.
But once opened, Pandora’s box wasn’t so easily closed. Alpha Sebastian added, "While feasible, I doubt she’d have the courage for it."
His gaze drifted to , light but purposeful.
I wasn’t about to declare myself brave in this situation. Staying silent seed like my only option.
The atmosphere grew painfully awkward.
Harper’s eyes darted between us several tis.
She leaned toward Alpha Sebastian, resting her arm on the table, and asked cautiously, "So... courage is the only requirent?"
Alpha Sebastian didn’t answer, just fixed her with a cool stare.
Harper blinked, then smirked. "Well, damn. If that’s all it takes, how are you not already married to half the she-wolves on the East Coast?"
I nearly choked on my own breath.
Alpha Sebastian stared at her, utterly speechless.
Then he gave a cool laugh and stood up, walking away.
Harper watched him leave before shooting a look: Let’s get out of here.
I quickly rose from my seat.
We took a few steps, then said a hasty goodbye to Liam before practically running out.
Back at my apartnt, I gave Harper a few dramatic smacks on the arm.
"Ow! I’m sorry!" she yelped, ducking away with a laugh. "I just blurted it out, okay? Who knew he’d actually consider it? Maybe you should think about it too. Be a little brave for once."
I rolled my eyes. "Please. The bravest thing I’ve ever done is keep you around as a friend."
She gasped like I’d mortally wounded her, and I couldn’t help but laugh—especially rembering the look on Alpha Sebastian’s face when Harper dropped that bomb.
"Honestly, though? You were hilarious. I didn’t know you had that in you."
Harper shook her head and flopped onto the couch, groaning. "Don’t encourage ."
I ignored her dramatics and went about my usual bedti routine—tossed so clothes in the wash, took a hot shower, then finally collapsed into bed, wrapped in soft sheets that slled like lavender and fabric softener.
I lay face down with my eyes closed.
Harper, who was staying over, scrolled through her phone beside .
Seeing bury my face in the pillow, she scooted closer and whispered, "Seriously, Cecilia... Xavier’s going to marry Cici. Are you really not feeling any... negative emotions about it?"
With my eyes still closed, I answered lazily, "Of course I feel sothing. I think it’s disgusting and nauseating. Good thing you didn’t tell before we ate lasagna, or it would have ruined them."
Harper smiled, relieved.
"So," she ventured, "Alpha Sebastian Black is quite the feast for the eyes. Why not take a bite of that at?"
My mind wandered to dangerous places, my face heating up. "Are you sure I’d be the one doing the biting? Have you ever seen a gazelle eat a lion on the African savanna?"
She was giving way too much credit.
Harper laughed. "Does it matter who eats whom? When the feeling’s right, you beco part of each other. Why bother distinguishing between water and milk once they’re mixed?"
I cracked open one eye. "Dear Harper, maybe find yourself a boyfriend first before acting like so experienced love guru. Your lifelong single status doesn’t exactly qualify you as an expert."
Harper opened her mouth, then deflated completely.
...
Early morning.
I painfully dragged myself out of bed at eight.
Sleep at three, wake at eight, arrive at work by nine—brewing coffee in the break room felt like preparing a life-saving elixir.
By the ti I returned to my office with coffee more bitter than my very existence, I noticed Alpha Sebastian had already arrived.
Beta Sawyer’s office door was open. co to think of it, he had it worse than I did. At least I wasn’t on 24-hour standby like him.
That thought lightened my step considerably.
I’d barely been seated at my desk for two minutes when Beta Sawyer appeared.
"Cecilia, those dark circles are intense, and your face is swollen. These past couple days must have been rough."
"You have no idea." I replied with an expression that said volus.
I considered telling him about Remy’s antics but quickly rembered the drugged champagne incident.
If I ntioned it, I might get dragged into the whole ss.
And leaving that part out wouldn’t adequately convey the old creep’s villainy.
Better to say nothing.
Beta Sawyer sat down and discussed so work matters with . As he finished, he cautiously asked, " Alpha Sebastian didn’t give you a hard ti, did he?"
"Not at all," I smiled. "Why do you ask? Does he usually give you a hard ti on business trips?"
"No, he’s actually pretty good most of the ti."
"Indeed he is."
Just that small percentage when he’s difficult to handle.
We exchanged knowing smiles. Though I wasn’t sure what exactly we were commiserating about, we seed to understand each other perfectly.
After the morning eting concluded, I received a call from Jasmine, my forr colleague from Blood Moon Pack.
She invited to lunch.
I glanced at Alpha Sebastian walking ahead of . He had no lunch appointnts today, and Beta Sawyer would be here, so I could afford to step out. "Sure, which restaurant?"
"The Hidden Spring."
"Great, I’ll be there around noon."
"Sounds good, Secretary Cecilia" Jasmine replied, her voice betraying a hint of nervousness.
I put my phone away.
Alpha Sebastian glanced back at , his gaze penetrating yet unreadable.
I wondered: What was that look for? Did he disapprove of having lunch with a forr colleague?
The three of us entered the elevator along with several executives who respectfully exchanged pleasantries with Alpha Sebastian.
Their eyes repeatedly drifted to , filled with speculation that told clearly... great, there would be fresh gossip circulating soon.
When we reached our floor and exited the elevator, Alpha Sebastian slowed his pace.
Beta Sawyer and I appropriately slowed down as well.
Alpha Sebastian turned around, his eyes now carrying obvious displeasure. "You’re not Blood Moon Pack anymore. You have a new boss now."
"She just got used to it..." I replied, sowhat exasperated.
Was he seriously bothered by this? He was being ridiculously controlling!
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