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.

quickly, choosing his favorite shirt, and packed his school

his food, craning his neck toward the front

need your strength for the

was too distracted.

smile, his disappointment from the previous night replaced by

to the time he needed to leave, and Alex planted himself by the

to himself, his small fingers

of seeing his mother, of having her attention

was content

Chapter 50

staring at the villa she had called home

faded; the walls were still

everything felt foreign.

that once filled

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

woman who had once been trapped in those walls had walked out, leaving

a deep breath, she pushed open

standing near the large

light streaming through cast a soft glow on his

turned as he heard her

a moment, neither of them spoke.

between them was heavy, a mixture of familiarity and a distance that neither could

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

rang out as

Alex flung his arms around her, burying his face in her shoulder.

much,” he mumbled, his

crouched to his level, holding him close and running

sweetheart,” she said softly,

pulled back just enough to look at her, his eyes bright. “Will you eat breakfast