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

phone,

“Hello? Linda…”

The next day

standing in the lobby of Silver Moon’s office building

Sarah.

invisible burden. She was delivering some documents, likely a task she didn’t anticipate world bring her

brief moment, she froze, clearly caught off guard.

he brushed past her, his cold

couldn’t help but notice the change.

happened to her?

jumped into his arms, her face lighting up with joy. Later, when his indifference became

But now?

briefly, her expression unreadable, before lowering her eyes. No excitement.

discomfort bloomed in Arnold’s chest, one he resolutely chose to ignore. He stepped into the

left without a backward glance.

composed figure disappear behind

think:

that he’s back, perhaps the divorce can

twinge of pain in her chest,

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Chapter 22

Later

data management office, knocking on the door to deliver her documents, when a

cheerful voice

You’re finally back!”

was Evelyn, Arnold’s life assistant. A young, stylish woman, Evelyn was balancing two empty cups in her hands as

cups into

could you make two cups of evening primrose tea and bring them to Alpha’s office?” she begged. “He only

offered a hurried word of thanks

at the cups, Sarah felt an old

Evening Primrose, among other ingredients. The process was painstaking, but the result was worth it–a crystal–clear

Arnold loved it.

teach her. It was her way of

him.

a time,

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

toward earning

practiced

wasn’t her he valued. Just the

in Arnold’s opinion, she