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

Chapter 50

The sound of a door opening startled him, and he shot up, hope lighting his face. “Mom?”

But the figure stepping through wasn’t Sarah.

Arnold entered, his broad shoulders casting a shadow against the hallway light.

Alex’s face fell slightly, disappointment etched in his expression.

“It’s just you,” he murmured, his tone soft but unmistakably let down.

Arnold crouched to meet his son’s eyes, his voice firm yet comforting.

“Your mother is busy tonight, Alex. But she’ll pick you up from school tomorrow.”

Alex’s frown eased a little at the reassurance, though his pout lingered. “She’s coming for sure?”

“For sure,” Arnold said, ruffling his son’s hair. “Now, off to bed, young man. No more waiting up.”

With a heavy sigh, Alex trudged to his room, his small footsteps echoing down the corridor.

Once the door to his room clicked shut, Arnold straightened, his calm demeanor slipping just slightly as he rubbed the back of

his neck.

He walked to his study, the quiet house enveloping him.

Settling into the chair behind his desk, he flipped open a file of work papers but found himself unable to focus.

Sarah had been gone too long.

The next morning, Alex was up earlier than usual, excitement buzzing through him.

his favorite shirt, and packed his

toward the front door every time he heard the

maid said kindly, “you’ll need your strength for

Alex was too distracted.

he said with a smile, his disappointment from the previous night replaced by a renewed

and Alex planted himself

he murmured to himself, his

mother, of having her attention again,

now, he was content to wait.

Chapter 50

of the driveway, staring at the villa she had called home for nearly seven

structure hadn’t faded; the walls were still pristine, the

felt foreign.

memories of laughter, warmth, and love that once filled this place seemed like

villa

walls had walked out, leaving

she pushed open the heavy door and stepped inside.

living room, standing near the large windows

streaming through cast a soft glow on his sharp

as he heard her enter, his expression

a moment, neither

them was heavy, a mixture of familiarity and a

speak, but before he could, the sound

Alex’s voice rang out as he bounded down

had time to brace herself before Alex flung his arms around her, burying his face in

so much,” he mumbled, his voice muffled by

level, holding him close and running her fingers through his soft hair.

sweetheart,” she said softly, her voice warm.

enough to look at her, his eyes bright. “Will you eat breakfast with me? Please?”