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!”

passed, but there was no response.

her, but her

the screen, a

voice cut

open, storming out. “You’re so

her.

by

into you?” she murmured, watching as he stomped downstairs.

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sound of feet coming towards the kitchen, and there she was, Sarah’s mother

between mother

greeted,

morning.” Sarah replied, trying to mask her

old lady asked, referring to Alex’s father.

last night for some urgent

a flicker of understanding

to Alex, who sat sullenly

breakfast, the duo made

“I need

leaving his phone

to life. The screen lit up, displaying a new

phone. She knew it wasn’t her place to look,

worry about yesterday. I’m not

the text itself that caught Sarah’s attention, it was the conversation history below it.

except for the occasional hum

eyes glued to his phone, his fingers tapping

the kind she hadn’t seen directed at her in

seen earlier. Alex, who had been so cold

Linda were brimming with warmth and care, something he no longer