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

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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,

“Hello? Linda…”

The next day

found himself standing in the lobby of Silver Moon’s office building when

Sarah.

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

froze, clearly caught

brushed past her,

he couldn’t help

to

would have jumped into his arms, her face lighting up with joy. Later, when his indifference became too obvious to ignore, she had grown quieter, more reserved, but her eyes

But now?

his gaze briefly, her expression unreadable, before

one he

without a

his tall, composed figure disappear behind the closing elevator doors,

think:

that he’s back, perhaps the divorce can finally

twinge of pain in her chest, but it

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Later

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

cheerful voice called

You’re finally

assistant. A young, stylish woman, Evelyn was balancing two empty cups in her hands as she rushed toward

cups into her hands with

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

hurried word of thanks and disappeared as quickly

Sarah felt an

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

Arnold loved it.

lengths to perfect the recipe, even hiring a professional tea brewer to teach her. It

him.

time,

had praised her tea, even requesting it both at home and in

it was a step toward earning a place in

she prepared the tea with practiced hands, a

valued. Just the

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