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

Crippled Luna’s Farewell Half A Life Without My Alps De

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Instead, she took a deep breath and resumed her search for Harrison.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she spotted him near the edge of the track.

Harrison was leaning against a barrier, his face alight with excitement as he scanned the field.

“Harrison!” Sarah called, approaching him.

He turned and broke into a wide grin. “Sarah! You made it!”

“You didn’t leave me much of a choice,” she replied, her tone tinged with irritation. “What’s so important that you couldn’t answer your phone?”

Harrison waved off her question, his enthusiasm unshaken.

“You’re just in time! My idol, Sierra Vex, is racing tonight. Do you know how rare this is? She’s the best, Sarah…the absolute

best!”

“Sierra Vex?” Sarah repeated, unfamiliar with the name.

“Yeah! She doesn’t race often, but when she does, it’s a spectacle. You’ll see… you’ll fall in love with her too!”

Harrison’s eyes sparkled with admiration as he gestured toward the track.

Before Sarah could respond, a thunderous cheer erupted from the crowd.

People surged forward, chanting Sierra’s name as the buzz in the air reached a fever pitch.

“Sierra! Sierra! Sierra!”

energy was infectious, and even

pair of binoculars and pointed them toward

now! Look,

nearly drowned out by the cheers, but his excitement

leaned over the barrier, his face alight with a fervent,

the figure as the cheers grew

sight hit

She froze.

in a deafening cheer as the

track, the reigning champion of speed, the one and only–Sierra

and Sarah instinctively looked toward the starting line.

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stadium lights

predator, her piercing blue eyes scanning the crowd with a smirk that spoke of both

back in a sleek ponytail, and her coat bore intricate silver designs resembling flowing wolf patterns that

the custom detailing on her costume, a powerful message, that looked as if it had been

muttered under her breath, though no one could hear her over the

crowd, Sarah couldn’t help but notice the energy radiating from her.

toward

the scene, their expressions betraying the admiration they tried so hard to mask.

leaned forward, his eyes shining. “There she is! Linda’s going to crush it

Arnold, usually stoic and reserved, couldn’t hide his

prepare for the race, his lips curving into the faintest of smiles.

they were all

race began with a howl–literally.

racers burst forward, shedding their human forms in

builds sped across the track, their fur shimmering under the moonlight.

the

form.. a striking black wolf with a silver streak running down