Crippled Luna's Farewell: Half A Life Without My Alpha's Deadly Deception

Chapter 17

The maid couldn’t suppress the frown tugging at her lips as she overheard the careless exchange

between father and son.

The **Silver moon Pack’s territory stretched vast and wild, but with such size came peril. Its borders, rugged and unforgiving, were a haven for rogues.. feral wolves lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Patrolling these borders wasn’t a task taken lightly.

It was grueling, treacherous work that most wolves avoided at all costs.

Yet, for nearly half a year, Luna had volunteered to shoulder the burden.

She braved those dangers without hesitation, enduring hardships few could imagine.

What’s more, Arnold and Sarah hadn’t seen each other in months.

The maid, ever loyal, spoke cautiously. “Alpha, you should contact her. Luna looked so sad when she

left…”

Arnold merely scoffed, his lips curling into a dismissive smile.

“Her wolf is too weak to take care of itself for a few days.”

Without another word, he turned and strode back to his den.

**Angry?**

The idea seemed laughable.

Sarah..the meek, soft–hearted woman who wouldn’t even raise her voice–angry?

Absurd.

Later, in the dim glow of his study, Arnold ran his fingers along the sealed envelope she’d left

behind.

He was just about to tear it open when his phone buzzed.

Linda.

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Without hesitation, he tossed the envelope onto the desk and answered the call

The conversation stretched longer than he’d intended, and as the minutes ticked by, the forgotten letter remained untouched.

A cool breeze slipped through the open window, stirring the paper until it fluttered silently to the floor, landing out of sight beneath the heavy wooden desk.

Arnold didn’t come home that night.

Far away, in the backseat of a car, Sarah counted her belongings.

She’d amassed a small fortune over the years.. not through luxury or privilege, but through hard, backbreaking work.

Devoting herself to the harshest and most exhausting tasks in the pack had left her with little time, or desire, to spend money.

Her expenses were limited to gifts.. thoughtful tokens for Arnold and Alex…and as a result, her savings had quietly grown.

Now, the balance on her card reflected several million dollars.

It wasn’t the wealth of an Alpha or Luna, but it was hers. Every penny hard–earned.

arrived at the modest home she once called her own,

her limbs.

the moment she collapsed onto the bed, she drifted

first restful night she’d

had long battled with

Alex’s cries that kept her up..nights spent rocking him in her arms until the sun peeked

the relentless tension of border patrol.

constant fear of ambushes and attacks had left her nerves frayed,

reminding her that as Luna, she didn’t need to

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bone.

Sarah had only smiled,

proud of me as his mom,”

those words felt

she woke, the world

pulled back the curtains, warming the room and her heart.

weight pressing

tidied up the small house, sweeping away dust and

finished, her

“Ding, ding”

heart skipped

cell phone alarm startled Sarah out of

froze for a moment before recalling the purpose of

Alex.

sharp and vivid.

Alex’s birth had been harrowing.

had hemorrhaged on the delivery table, her body trembling

labor had stretched over twenty–four grueling

the worst, yet against all odds, Alex had been

miracle in itself.

miracle came with

him, frail but alive, Sarah had been

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fussing over every detail, and making sure he took supplements regularly to strengthen his fragile constitution.

a playful child, constantly distracted by toys and

phone calls.. calls that served both as reminders

make sure she wouldn’t forget to call, especially on days when exhaustion from

a time, those calls had

sweet, childlike voice refusing to

and even

time, things had

by short, distracted replies.

tone shifted from warmth to impatience.

then.. the growing distance.

new mom, wasn’t he? Someone soft and sweet, who wouldn’t

or patrol

wouldn’t need her anymore.

smile tugged at Sarah’s

the alarm, silenced her phone, and

time to get out and clear her head.

Meanwhile, across town

tore through his closet, tossing

custom–made last year? I need it for the trip!”

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hesitated, wringing