Chapter 291
Author’s pov
The weekend arrived faster than Cecilia had anticipated.
As eveningsettled over Denver, her phone buzzed with a text from Alpha Xavier while she was preparing dinner.
[Meeting tomorrow at 9 AM. I’ll wait for you in the garage p>
Cecilia stared at the screen, her jaw tightening.
The last thing she needed was Alpha Xavier ambushing her in the morning, blocking her car like some territorial man-child.
After a pause, she typed back: [Can’t make it. I have plans this weekend p>
Alpha Xavier didn’t respond. Typical. Always silent when he didn’t get his way.
Meanwhile, across town at the Blood Moon Pack’s main residence, Alpha Xavier sat stiffly on a leather armchair, his phone still in hand, Cecilia’s message weighing heavily on him.
His jaw clenched. Had she changed her mind? Was she going through with a termination? Without telling him?
“Xavier, sweetheart.” Luna Dora’s voice cut clean through the silence as she placed two sleek profile folders on the table. “This one’s Charlotte. Her father sits on the National Finance Council.
And here’s Isabelle. Her family owns half the biotech patents in California. Both come from prominent families. Which one catches your eye p>
Xavier didn’t even glance at them. His expression turned to stone. “None of them p>
Luna Dora’s lips pressed into a thin line. She’d spent the whole week arranging matches for him, and he hadn’t even bothered to look.
“Do you know why your father rushed back to Geneva?” she said, her voice sharp. “That woman’s son is getting married. He’s eighteen. Still a kid. But she’s making moves, and we’re falling behind p>
She leaned forward, eyes narrowing.”They’re trying to get an heir on the books before you do. And if they pull it off, your father might change who inherits everything. He’s still pissed about the Shadow Pack mess. She’s using it to claw her way back into power p>
She slapped the table. “I don’t care what it takes. You will choose someone appropriate, get married, and secure your position by the end of the year. No more delays p>
Alpha Xavier stood slowly, his expression like carved ice. Without a word, he turned and walked out, leaving Luna Dora staring after him, breathing hard.
The household manager hovered near the doorway, hesitant.”Luna… I overheard the young Alpha earlier. He was on the phone with someone who sounded like a doctor. They discussed a 1 PM appointment… and post-surgical nutrition p>
Luna Dora’s head snapped up.”Surgery p>
“Yes, Luna. They talked for quite a while p>
A flash of fear crossed her face. Xavier was her only child, the only thing keeping her in power. She snatched up her phone and called Beta Henry.
“Is Alpha Xavier scheduled for anything medical tomorrow p>
“I…I’m not sure, Luna p>
“Don’t lie to me, Henry. I’ll call every hospital in Colorado if I have to p>
Silence. Then: “The Alpha asked me to look into some clinics. But I don’t know about any appointment tomorrow. It’s Saturday. I’m not on his calendar p>
“What kind of clinic p>
A beat.”Ob-Gyn p>
Luna Dora went still. Her eyes narrowed. “Who’s the patient p>
Beta Henry didn’t answer.
Luna Dora froze, the phone still pressed to her ear long after the call had ended.
Her thoughts spun, a dozen worst-case scenarios flashing through her mind like a news ticker.
The household manager cleared his throat.
“Ob-Gyn. Post-surgical nutrition he said gently. “That usually means an abortion, Luna p>
She blinked, stunned. ” Are you suggesting my son got someone pregnant?” she whispered.
“He hasn’t shown interest in anyone since the divorce,”she said under her breath.” I lined up all these handpicked women, and he won’t even glance at them. He’s still stuck on Cecilia p>
The manager paused, then spoke carefully. “When I dropped off some documents at his townhouse last week, Beta Henry told me he hasn’t been staying there. He’s been crashing at that apartment building where Cecilia lives p>
Luna Dora’s gaze snapped to him.”Are you saying… Cecilia is pregnant p>
“It’s possible,” he said carefully. ” We don’t have confirmation. But it would explain a lot p>
Her heart pounded as she began pacing the room, heels clicking sharply against the marble floor.
After several tense laps, she stopped and dialed Cecilia’s number with trembling fingers.
Cecilia saw the name flash across her screen.
The timing, right after Xavier’s text, was too precise to be a coincidence.
But she answered anyway. She’d rather face the storm directly than wait for it to hit.
“Hello.” Her voice was clipped and cold.
“Cecilia.” Luna Dora’s tone was formal, distant. It lacked its usual venom, but warmth was still a foreign concept.
Cecilia said nothing.
The silence stretched, heavy and hostile.
Finally, Cecilia spoke.”If you’ve got something to say, say it. Don’t waste my time p>
Luna Dora’s nostrils flared. The nerve of this girl. Just because she’d once been useful didn’t mean she had the right to speak to a Luna.
She cleared her throat. “I heard you’re visiting a hospital tomorrow. Are you ill p>
Cecilia blinked. Hospital? What the hell was she talking about? Then it clicked.
Did Xavier actually tell his mother he thinks I’m pregnant with Sebastian’s kid?
Even for him, that would be a new level of unhinged.
“There’s nothing wrong with my health,” she replied coolly. “And I’m not going to any hospital. You and your son need to stop projecting your fantasies onto my life p>
She paused, then said, “By the way, Cici broke out of custody p>
Luna Dora’s breath caught.
“Yeah,” Cecilia continued calmly. “You remember her, right? The one we both helped put away? I imagine she remembers you too. If I were you, I’d upgrade your security. She’s not the forgiving type p>
She hung up.
Luna Dora sat frozen, blood thudding in her ears. Cici was free? That explained the tarot reader. The cryptic predictions. The sense of being watched.
And now Cecilia. Could she really be pregnant with Xavier’s child?
If that child were born… it would shift everything.