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.

choosing his favorite shirt,

his food, craning his neck toward the front

“you’ll need your strength for the day. Have a few more

Alex was too

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

clock ticked closer to the time he needed to leave, and Alex

soon,” he murmured to himself, his small

his mother, of having

he was

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at the

of the structure hadn’t faded; the walls

everything felt

of laughter, warmth, and love that

it wasn’t the villa that

in those walls had walked out, leaving behind an

deep breath, she pushed open the heavy door and stepped inside.

in the living room, standing near the large windows with his back to

through cast a soft glow on his

heard her

a moment, neither

heavy, a mixture of familiarity and a distance that neither

speak, but before he could,

voice rang out as he bounded

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

mumbled, his voice muffled by her

level, holding him close and running her fingers through

she said softly,

his eyes bright. “Will you eat breakfast with