Chapter 119
Cecilia’s pov
I froze solid, my mind going blank.
Harper didn’t recognize Hazel and hadn’t noticed my expression change when we entered the elevator.
Both our groups stepped inside, with Harper, Levan and me standing at the front.
Soon, voices drifted from behind us.
“When is the Alpha Sebastian arriving?” a woman’s voice asked.
“Luna Regina said around 11:30. Alpha Sebastian should be here soon,” Hazel replied.
“He really should be the one picking you up. How could he let a young lady like you wait for him? Even if the Silver Peak Pack is powerful, your pack isn’t exactly lacking either. His attitude seems rather arrogant p>
“It’s fine, really. It doesn’t matter who waits for whom. I don’t mind,” Hazel insisted.
“Is this really the Hazel I know? You must truly be in love. Though I must admit, Alpha Sebastian is incredibly handsome—it’s hard not to be drawn to him. Congratulations on soon becoming his Luna p>
“Stop teasing me! Nothing’s certain yet p>
I kept my expression carefully neutral as Hazel chatted with her friend behind us.
Harper, however, looked like she’d seen a ghost. She turned her head slightly, trying to get a better look, when our floor arrived.
As soon as we stepped out, she pulled me close to whisper, “Tell me that wasn’t the Miss Hazel you mentioned p>
I nodded. “Yes, that’s her p>
Harper rubbed her forehead in disbelief. “So Alpha Sebastian really did come here for a date? What a complete jerk! Another typical Alpha playboy p>
“Keep your voice down,” I warned, pulling her into our room.
“Look, let’s not talk about this anymore. He hasn’t played me—we’ve been clear about our relationship,” I insisted.
“Hmph! That’s only because he found a new target!” Harper snorted, then narrowed her eyes as something occurred to her. “That night, if I hadn’t been there, he probably would have… Wow, impressive—arranging mating meetings while trying to get you into bed p>
“Harper!” I covered her mouth with my hand. “Your brother is right here! Please stop p>
“What does it matter if he hears?” Harper turned to ruffle her brother’s hair. “He’s family p>
Levan nodded enthusiastically.
I sighed, giving up on controlling Harper.
Looking around, I noticed Harper had booked a large suite with two bedrooms.
“Levan, you’re taking the smaller bedroom,” Harper commanded, using his full name.
I wanted to suggest getting Levan his own room—he was a grown boy after all—but then I watched as Harper ordered him to bring her tea, water, and give her a massage p>
Well, apparently her brother was also her personal servant.
I walked to the window and checked my phone’s location tracking app.
If Hazel was staying at this hotel, would Alpha Sebastian be staying here too?
Seeing their car moving toward our location made my already unsettled heart sink further.
Was this really the only five-star hotel in Boulder?
Irritation surged within me.
“Harper, maybe we should switch hotels,” I suggested.
“Absolutely not! Why should we move? If anyone should leave, it’s them!” Harper’s temper flared. “You’re his secretary—you’re just colleagues! You could quit anytime! You’re not desperate for this job! Why should you fear him p>
I wasn’t afraid, exactly.
It was more a growing irritation– a rapidly escalating annoyance.
But Harper’s words left me with no argument.
“Fine, if we run into them, we run into them. Let’s just focus on our own business,” I conceded.
“Exactly! He’s here for a date, and we’re here to find the rem—” Harper paused. “We’re on completely different paths p>
I smiled. “You’re right. Different paths entirely p>
We stayed in the room for about half an hour, planning our afternoon.
Harper explained, “I’ve found the address of the girl. After lunch, we’ll go meet her first p>
“And what about Cici?” I asked.
“If all goes well, Mrs. White will bring Cici to Boulder tonight. Though Cici’s still very resistant, so we’ll have to see how it plays out p>
Yesterday, Harper had Madam Amber meet with Mrs. White, claiming they’d found a solution.
When Mrs. White heard this, she immediately went to see Madam Amber.
Madam Amber told her: “To resolve this issue, you must go east. Find the remains, place a talisman on them, and burn everything at the place of death. You must act quickly—within the next two days. If you miss this window, no one will be able to control that wolf spirit p>
Mrs. White’s face changed at the mention of “east p>
Boulder was east of Denver.
Her reaction further confirmed that Cici’s drunken confession wasn’t fabricated—the remains were indeed hidden in Boulder.
I nodded. “As long as Cici shows up, everything will fall into place p>
Our primary plan was to find the girl first and convince her to help us confront Cici.
If she was too scared and unwilling, that would be fine too.
She could still help us identify possible locations based on the keywords we had, which would save us time.
Our advanced plan was for Mrs. White to bring Cici directly to where the body was buried.
We would follow them, secretly recording everything.
Once we had evidence of them digging up the remains, we’d immediately call the police and have them arrested on the spot.
To prevent the police from being influenced by the White family, we’d release the video online immediately, exposing everything to the public.
The White family couldn’t deny what was captured on video.
If they still managed to escape justice… well, that would just prove that the rich truly could get away with anything, and we never stood a chance.
Both plans seemed solid on paper, but how they’d play out remained uncertain.
We braced ourselves for possible complications.
With our plans set, we headed out for lunch.
I couldn’t resist checking the location tracker again.
But this behavior was like walking alone at night—the more you look back, the more anxious you become.
Finally, I made a bold decision and left my phone in the room.
I had a backup burner phone anyway, so my main phone could stay behind.
The three of us left the room.
Halfway down the hall, Harper suddenly slowed down. She clutched her stomach, her expression twisting in pain. “I… my stomach hurts. Must’ve been that watermelon from the service area p>
“You two go ahead to the restaurant. I need to p>
She quickly headed back toward our room.
I called after her with concern, “Are you okay? Should I get you some medicine p>
Harper waved dismissively. “No need, no need p>
Levan reassured me, “My sister’s tough. Don’t worry about her. Cecilia, let’s go ahead p>
“Alright then p>
Levan and I continued to the restaurant.
After finding a table, I asked him to order while I used my phone to purchase medication to be delivered to the hotel reception.
“Cecilia, have some water,” Levan said, offering me a glass.
“Thank you.” I took it gratefully.
Author’s pov
Just then, a party of three entered the upscale restaurant and settled into the booth directly behind Cecilia.
They were close enough to touch, but the high-backed seats kept them hidden from her view.
From his position, Alpha Sebastian had a perfect sightline to Cecilia’s table.
His eyes locked onto the young man sitting across from her, his expression freezing into an unreadable, icy mask.
Beside him, Tang made to stand up and acknowledge her—a simple, respectful gesture. But Beta Sawyer’s hand shot out, clamping around Tang’s forearm like a vice.
Given Tang’s raw strength, trying to physically restrain him was a fool’s errand; if Tang truly wanted to rise, he’d send Sawyer flying, chair and all.
Why are we pretending not to see her? Tang thought, frustration creasing his brow. Honesty is the simplest path.
Beta Sawyer felt a familiar wave of exhaustion. He was trapped between a brooding Alpha and an impossibly straightforward enforcer, just trying to navigate the minefield without getting blown up.
“Levan, have you decided?” Cecilia asked, setting her phone down. She noticed he was still staring wide-eyed at the menu.
Levan leaned in, his voice dropping to a concerned whisper. “Cecilia, this place is… really expensive. Are you sure we shouldn’t go somewhere else p>
As a young man still reliant on allowances from his family, the prices on the menu were a genuine shock.
Cecilia couldn’t help but smile at his adorable concern.
Mimicking her friend Harper’s easy manner, she reached out and ruffled his perfectly styled hair. “Silly, my treat. Order anything you want. A growing boy like you needs to eat properly p>
A flush crept up Levan’s neck.
He ducked his head back to the menu, occasionally leaning in to ask her opinion on a dish, his voice soft and eager.
Cecilia’s attention, however, had drifted.
She answered him on autopilot, humoring him with half her mind elsewhere.
Behind them, the silence at the other booth was profound, heavy enough to suffocate.
So, this is her type, Alpha Sebastian thought, his jaw tightening. An overgrown pup with more schemes than substance.
“He’s kind of cute,” Tang murmured under his breath, unable to resist. “Not scrawny. Good frame p>
Beta Sawyer had to silently agree. And that face… so young and fresh. Who can resist a puppy who adores you?
The thought was cut short as Alpha Sebastian snatched up a menu and smacked Sawyer sharply on the shoulder with it. “Order p>
The sharp, commanding tone from the booth behind her made Cecilia jump, her heart lurching into her throat.
She froze, caught between courtesy and self-preservation.
The decision was made for her as a charming, feminine voice rang out, “Alpha Sebastian! “