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

Chapter 54

When she arrived home, she headed straight to the bathroom.

The smell of blood seemed to cling to her, even though it wasn’t hers.

The hot water cascaded over her skin, washing away the remnants of the encounter.

But no amount of soap could cleanse the uncase that lingered.

Shaking off the dark thoughts, Sarah stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel.

She had plans for the day.

Tomorrow was the long–anticipated party, and she needed a dress.. a showstopper, something that would make her feel alive after such a tense morning.

The mall buzzed with activity as Sarah made her way to one of the most exclusive dress boutiques in the city.

Its grand glass doors gleamed under the lights, promising luxury and sophistication.

Inside, the store was a dazzling display of glamour.

Racks of exquisite gowns lined the walls, each a masterpiece of design and artistry.

Intricate beading, flowing fabrics, and rich hues adorned the garments.Sarah’s eyes lit up as she scanned the collection.

“May I help you?” a clerk asked, her voice polite but devoid of warmth.

Sarah glanced down at her casual outfit…jeans and a plain sweater.

She noticed the subtle disdain in the clerk’s eyes, the way she sized her up and dismissed her as just another window shopper.

“It’s fine. I’ll look around,” Sarah replied, undeterred.

As she moved through the store, her fingers trailed lightly over the gowns, admiring the craftsmanship.

dress displayed prominently in the center of the

was a deep, midnight blue that seemed to shimmer with every shift of light, as if the night

delicately scattered across the bodice

but still sophisticated, and

“It’s beautiful,” she whispered, drawn to

up close, but a clerk appeared in front of her, blocking

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of our collection. It’s been reserved by a VIP at an

aback by the abruptness. “I wasn’t going

clerk replied, her tone leaving no room for argument. “This gown isn’t for

wolf growling

clerk in

eyes fixed on the gown at the center of the store.

didn’t step closer, she allowed herself

something else,” she murmured, half to herself.

a quick glance, her lips curving

taste…and, of course, the means to

attention to the other

were all stunning, crafted from luxurious fabrics with intricate details, and each seemed to tell a different

beautiful they were, none could rival the grandeur

while, Sarah’s eyes landed on a gown that

a soft, ethereal shade of champagne, with delicate lace embellishments cascading down

skirt.

adorned with fine beadwork that shimmered under

tied at

and understated, yet

said softly, running her fingers along the