Chapter 1 – Abandoned Luna Now Untouchable (Cecilia & Sebastian) Novel Free Online by Lila

Celina

My heart shattered the moment I discovered my werewolf mate’s betrayal. Standing just outside the Alpha’s conference room, I caught sight of Xavien entwined with another female werewolf. Through the slightly ajar door, I saw his fingers tangled in her golden hair, his lips pressed possessively against her neck -the same way he had once touched me. Though I was human and couldn’t feel the pain of a broken mate bond as werewolves do, the image twisted my insides, making nausea rise sharply in my throat.

Eight years of my life unraveled in that single moment. My legs felt as if they were carved from ice, my heels rooted stubbornly to the cold marble floor. A cruel voice inside mocked me-how foolish I’d been, a mere human, hoping to keep a werewolf’s heart forever. My throat constricted painfully, and my stomach churned, but I forced myself to hold back tears, to not crumble right then and there.

After what seemed like an eternity, I finally summoned the courage to raise my hand and knock gently.

“Come in,” a deep, husky voice called from within.

My grip tightened around the files I carried, my knuckles whitening as I fought to maintain my composure. If the other pack members sensed even a flicker of my distress, rumors would spread like wildfire. As the human wife of the Blood Moon Pack’s Alpha, I had become an expert at hiding my true feelings.

Pushing the door open, I plastered a practiced smile onto my lips. I walked straight to Xavien’s side, careful not to breathe too deeply. I didn’t want to catch her scent-the scent of that other woman who had lingered in our home for weeks.

“Busy?” I asked lightly, my voice deliberately casual. “I have some documents that need your signature.”

It was a rhetorical question; I’d already placed the files in front of him, opened to the exact pages requiring his autograph. My perfect act continued, even as my heart turned to stone.

Xavien had just returned from Switzerland that morning. He’d gone directly to the office to catch up on work, and his desk was already buried beneath piles of paperwork. The exhaustion etched on his handsome face was clear, though I knew the real reason behind his tiredness had nothing to do with business. Without even glancing at the documents I brought, he signed each one with a distracted flick of his pen.

“Thanks for handling this,” he said without looking up.

I gathered the signed papers, folding them carefully against my chest. “Will you be home for dinner tonight?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.

“I’ve got plans. Don’t wait up,” he said dismissively, turning his attention back to the glowing screen of his computer.

“Alright, then. See you later,” I replied softly, turning toward the door.

The moment my back was to him, my smile twisted into something icy and bitter. The illusion of the devoted Luna crumbled with every step I took away from him.

Passing by the small lounge attached to his office, I caught a faint noise -a soft thump, like someone trying to move quietly but failing. My eyes flicked to the side, taking in the scene: snack wrappers scattered across the coffee table, a half-finished bubble tea left unattended, and a pale pink high heel lying on its side on the floor.

In that instant, my heart turned to dust.

The walk back to my office drained the last of my strength. I sank into my chair, exhaling a long, weary breath. From the mountain of paperwork, I pulled out a single, weighty document.

Divorce papers.

I flipped to the final page and traced Xavien’s signature with a mix of bitter satisfaction and aching sorrow. Memories flooded my mind -the promises he once made, how he had chased me relentlessly in high school, insisting that despite my humanity, the Moon Goddess had destined us to be mates. I recalled how Daria, his mother and the Elder Luna, had sneered at me, warning me not to get too comfortable.

“Wolves might claim to mate for life,” she had said coldly, “but an Alpha male will never be satisfied with just one woman-especially a human one.”

I had defended him fiercely then. “Xavien is different,” I’d insisted. “Our bond is different.”

How painfully naive I had been.

He wasn’t different at all. He had betrayed me with a younger wolf girl, foolishly thinking he could keep it hidden. He took her on his business trip, flaunted his infidelity, and even brought her back to the pack’s headquarters.

I snapped a photo of his signature and sent it to Luna Daria with a simple message : He signed it.

A week ago, I had negotiated terms with Luna Daria. She wanted me to initiate the divorce quietly, to keep our secret marriage from becoming pack gossip. In exchange, I demanded ten million dollars in compensation. In one month, Xavien would be completely erased from my life.

A sudden knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts.

I quickly slipped the divorce papers out of sight. “Come in,” I called.

Henric, Xavien’s Beta assistant, stepped into my office.

“Luna Celina, Alpha Xavien asked me to deliver this to you,” he said, placing a dark grant velvet box gently on my desk.

I opened it casually, revealing an outrageously expensive diamond set. But instead of feeling pleased, all I could see was that short-haired girl, clad only in a bathrobe, playfully dangling a similar diamond necklace. I imagined the dim, romantic lighting, the rumpled sheets, and the kiss marks Xavien had left on her neck and chest as he betrayed me.

A bitter wave of nausea rose in my throat. One more month. Just one more. I had endured enough playing the dutiful Luna in a kingdom built on lies. Nothing would derail my exit this time.

“Thank you, Beta Henric,” I said, my eyes sharp enough to cut glass.

“The Alpha picked it himself,” he added quickly, voice faltering. “It’s one of a kind. There’s nothing else like it anywhere.”

Pity his loyalty wasn’t as rare as his taste in jewelry. I had no desire to wear anything he had touched after touching her.

I curled my lips into a smile so sharp it might draw blood. “How thoughtful of him,” I said sweetly. “I can only imagine how he found time for jewelry shopping between board meetings… and bedroom visits.”

I could almost hear Beta Henric’s soul trying to escape his body. Fear radiated off him as he hastily excused himself from my office.

Once he was gone, I stared down at the diamonds as if they were crawling with maggots.

My fingers flew across the screen, finding the contact saved as ‘LUXE RESALE – Elina’. With a satisfying ping, I attached a photo of the set and sent a terse, final message: This set. Sell immediately. Liquidate. Donate every cent to the Sunrise Pediatric Rehab Center. Estimated market value exceeds $500,000. Are you sure? Looking at it makes me sick. Get rid of it. Yesterday….Okay.

Celina

5:00 PM. Parking garage.

I had just reached my car and was in the process of opening the door when my gaze unintentionally wandered across the parking lot. Parked nearby was a sleek black SUV, its engine already running. Through the tinted window, I spotted Xavien seated in the back. Clinging to him was a girl with short hair and a round, youthful face, exuding the vibrant, untamed energy of youth-an energy that, it seemed, my Alpha mate found utterly irresistible.

“Alpha Xavien!” Beta Henric’s panicked shout cut through the air just as tires screeched sharply. Henric slammed on the brakes, but it was too late to avoid what was coming.

Through the thick glass, Xavien’s eyes met mine. His gaze was fierce, dark with anger and something more primal.

I held my expression steady-blank, empty, devoid of any emotion.

In the heavy silence between us, the girl noticed my presence. Instead of pulling away, she tightened her grip, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her lips softly to his ear in a whispered secret.

A burning sensation flared behind my eyes, as if acid had been thrown into them. The partial mate bond we shared, though incomplete, made witnessing his betrayal a physical agony.

I knew what she was doing-swearing her sovereignty to him right in front of me-a deliberate provocation.

I tore my eyes away, slid into my car, and drove off without a backward glance. Every fiber of my being screamed to confront them, to challenge the girl, but I wasn’t a wolf. I was just a human-a foolish human who had once dared to believe in forever with an Alpha.

When I finally reached the sanctuary of our spacious penthouse, the familiar sound of Xavien’s car pulling into the garage below reached my ears. My stomach twisted with a mixture of dread and anger.

I stood alone in our walk-in closet, carefully removing the diamond necklace he’d given me last month-another token of guilt, I now realized-when suddenly, a solid wall of muscle pressed against my back. The scent of cedar and cold musk, once comforting, now made my skin crawl.

Xavien planted his hands firmly on the glass cabinets flanking me, leaning down to peer at my face from the side. “Are you angry?” His voice carried that commanding Alpha tone that had once made my knees weak.

Without turning to face him, I slowly placed the necklace back in its box, deliberately prolonging the moment. When I finally spoke, my voice was ice-cold. “Angry enough to kill. You’d better watch your back.”

He studied me silently for a long, tense moment, his wolf instinctively sizing up the threat in my words. Then, with a carefully measured tone, he said, “The Ward family wants to collaborate with us on the Nova Star project. I’ve been negotiating with Garvin, their eldest son. The girl you saw is his sister.”

I turned to face him, my gaze sharp and cutting. “So you need to charm his sister to secure a business deal? Is that how the Blood Moon Pack handles things now?”

“Celina, I’m trying to explain. Stop with the attitude!” His Alpha voice cracked slightly, a desperate attempt to regain control.

“There’s nothing left to explain.” I met his eyes, my own clear and cold, piercing through him. “Xavien, if you’re tired of me and want her to be the Luna of this pack, I’m willing to step aside.”

His face darkened instantly, the gold flash of his wolfish side threatening to emerge. “What did you just say?”

I sighed deeply. “I said we can get divorced.”

As I turned to leave, he grabbed me roughly, yanking me back. His fingers dug into my chin as he growled a warning, “Don’t even think about it.”

I said nothing.

Because not only had I thought about it-I had already set the wheels in motion.

I.

Was.

Done.

Xavien stayed home late that night but was abruptly called away by a phone call. I distinctly heard a soft, feminine voice on the other end, whimpering as if she were crying.

The following morning, my friend and lawyer, Harlow, sent me a screenshot: Xavien’s new girlfriend’s latest social media post. It showed a sunrise from a mountaintop, two hands forming a heart-one large, one small. The caption read, “Feeling each other’s heartbeats in the gentle embrace of the sunrise.”

I recognized Xavien’s hand instantly. Our bond might have been incomplete, but I knew every inch of him-every scar, every callus.

I sat there, clutching my water glass for who knows how long, my mind numb.

For several days after that, Xavien didn’t come home.

We only crossed paths at company meetings. He occupied the central seat as Alpha, while I sat among the other executives. Not once did our eyes meet during those gatherings. I didn’t even bother stepping into his office.

In my free time, I threw myself into finding a new place to live. I toured apartments, packed up, and began shedding all the gifts he had given me over the years-anniversary presents, birthday surprises, Valentine’s Day tokens, wedding gifts… I even sold my wedding ring.

When you no longer want someone, what purpose does keeping the emotional baggage of the past serve?

…

That evening, Anya, the owner of the Jade Palace club, invited me out. It was nearly eleven o’clock, and at first, I hesitated. But knowing that after divorcing and leaving the Blood Moon Pack’s company, I’d need my own network to start fresh, I accepted.

As soon as I stepped inside the club, I spotted Anya.

“Anya, I could have found my way up. You didn’t have to come down,” I said, forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes.

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