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.

favorite shirt, and packed his school bag neatly.

barely touched his food, craning his neck toward the front door every time he heard the slightest

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

Alex was too distracted.

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

needed to leave, and Alex planted himself by the

be here soon,” he murmured to himself, his small fingers drumming against the

having her attention again, made his heart

was content to

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staring at the villa she had called

grandeur of the structure hadn’t faded; the walls

felt

vibrant memories of laughter, warmth, and love that once filled

it wasn’t the villa that had changed–it was

had once been trapped in those walls had walked out, leaving behind an old version of herself.

pushed open the heavy door and

the living room, standing near the

light streaming through cast a soft glow on

her enter, his expression unreadable.

neither

mixture of familiarity and a distance that neither could bridge

parted, as if to speak, but before he could, the sound of small, hurried

Alex’s voice rang out as he

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

you so much,” he mumbled, his voice muffled by her

holding him close and running her

sweetheart,” she said

his eyes bright.