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

Chapter 36

“It’s nothing!” he said hastily, pinning it to his shirt with practiced precision.

Sarah tilted her head, curious. “Nothing, huh?”

“It’s from Aunt Linda.” Alex admitted reluctantly, his tone softening as he stared at the badge.

The corners of his lips lifted into a rare smile.

“She gave it to me last week. I’m wearing it to cheer her on tonight at the Full Moon Speed Race.”

The mere thought of the race seemed to light a spark in Alex.

He straightened his posture, his earlier grumpiness momentarily forgotten.

But the flicker of happiness dimmed when he realized something.

Aunt Linda hadn’t called him yet today.

She was usually quick to reply to his texts, often sending him playful voice messages or sharing her plans for the day.

Alex’s chest tightened. Was she angry with him?

The memory of yesterday’s argument resurfaced, gnawing at his mind.

He’d accidentally spilled juice on her prized racing gloves, and although she’d laughed it off at the time, he couldn’t shake the feeling that she might be upset after all.

Frantically, he grabbed his phone and sent her a string of texts:

“Aunt Linda, are you mad at me?”

“I’m sorry about yesterday!”

“I like you more than Mom, okay? Don’t be angry, please!”

but there was no

her side remained eerily silent.

fingers hovered over the screen, a lump forming

Sarah’s voice cut through his thoughts.

boiled over, and Alex shoved the room door open, storming out. “You’re so annoying!” he snapped, brushing

her.

taken aback by his sudden outburst.

into you?” she murmured, watching as he stomped

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of feet coming towards the kitchen, and there

interaction between mother and

lady greeted, her voice calm yet

Sarah replied, trying to mask her

old lady asked, referring to Alex’s

left last night for some urgent matter.” Sarah explained.

lips thinned, a flicker of understanding passing

more, her focus shifting to Alex, who sat sullenly at the table.

a quiet breakfast, the duo made their

they prepared to leave, Alex suddenly announced, “I need to use the restroom.

the house, leaving his phone on the

the device buzzed to life. The screen lit up, displaying a new message

it wasn’t her place to look, but curiosity got the

yesterday. I’m not

text itself that caught Sarah’s attention,

drive to the practice field was quiet, except for the occasional hum of the

glanced at Alex in the passenger seat, his eyes glued to

the kind she hadn’t seen

had been so cold and dismissive toward

warmth and care, something he no longer seemed willing