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

Chapter 22

The maid hesitated for a moment before responding, “Luna?… She’s perhaps occupied with work?”

Half a month ago, when Sarah left with her luggage, this maid wasn’t present. She had only heard from the other servants that Luna had left the villa. Naturally, she assumed Sarah had gone on a

business trip.

But what’s taking her so long this time?

Arnold’s brow furrowed as mild irritation simmered within. He didn’t recall assigning her anything that required an extended trip. His thoughts paused midstream as an unsettling realization struck

him.

He knew absolutely nothing about Sarah’s whereabouts.

Where she went, what she did… he had never cared enough to ask. The agitation bubbling in his chest was unwelcome, and he tamped it down with practiced indifference.

“Help Alex change his clothes,” he instructed the maid curtly before retreating to his study.

As he shut the door behind him, a low, gravelly voice echoed in his mind.

“Arnold, you can’t go on like this,” his wolf, Enzo, growled.

Arnold sat at his desk, unmoving, as Enzo continued, “Haven’t you noticed? The bond with Sarah is

already fading. You’ve been unfaithful to her, shut her out completely, and severed your connectior

to her. If you keep this up, you’ll lose her for good.”

Arnold’s reply was as cold as the air around him. “And? I don’t care. It’s the Moon Goddess’s mistak

we’re mates in the first place. The sooner this bond disappears, the better.”

“You’ll regret this, egotist,” Enzo sighed, his voice fading into the recesses of Arnold’s mind.

The silence that followed was oppressive. Arnold stared at the papers strewn across his desk, an inexplicable frustration building within him. He tried to focus, but the emptiness of the house gnawed at him. Sarah’s scent, once omnipresent–a fresh, natural aroma of lily of the valley and freesia… was entirely gone.

That scent, warm and light as spring, had always calmed him in ways he could never admit. Now, matter how he strained to catch even a hint of it, it was as if it had never existed.

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A nameless anger surged in his chest. With a growl, te swept the documers oft kas desk, sending them scattering to the floor

his phone, he

“Hello? Linda…”

The next day

of Silver Moon’s office building when he

Sarah.

lighter as if she carried some invisible burden. She was delivering some documents, likely a task she didn’t anticipate

froze, clearly caught off

past her, his cold demeanor creating an invisible wall

he couldn’t help but

happened to

his indifference became too obvious to ignore, she had grown quieter,

But now?

expression unreadable, before lowering her eyes. No excitement. No lingering warmth.

in Arnold’s chest, one he resolutely chose to

and left without a

his tall, composed figure disappear behind

think:

the

was still a twinge of pain in her chest, but it was

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Chapter 22

Later

data management office, knocking on the door to

cheerful voice called out.

finally

assistant. A young, stylish woman, Evelyn was balancing two empty cups in

could react, Evelyn shoved the cups into her hands with a

Alpha’s office?” she begged. “He only likes the tea you make, and I’ve gotten so

a hurried word

Sarah felt an old weight settle in her

mountain spring water, Misty Flowers, and Evening Primrose, among other ingredients. The process was painstaking, but the

Arnold loved it.

hiring a professional tea brewer to teach her. It was her way of understanding him better, of finding some small way

him.

time,

praised her tea, even requesting it both at home and in the office.

step toward earning a place in

with practiced hands,

he valued. Just

indifferent. Perhaps, in Arnold’s opinion, she was no different from a servant who made good