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

apter 56

Chapter 56

By the time they arrived, the ballroom was alive with the hum of conversation and the gentle clinking of glasses.

The crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow over the elegantly dressed crowd, creating a shimmering spectacle of light and

shadow.

As Sarah and Leo stepped through the grand double doors, heads turned almost instantly.

Sarah’s appearance was nothing short of captivating.

Her gown, a deep champagne golden that complimented her striking features, swept gracefully along the polished floor.

The subtle sparkle of her earrings caught the light, drawing attention to her poised expression.

Leo, in his tailored midnight–black suit, exuded a quiet authority that made him the perfect counterpart to Sarah’s elegance.

“Mr. Leo, Ms. Sarah!” the host exclaimed, moving quickly to greet them. His smile was broad and genuine, his voice carrying over the murmurs of the crowd. “What a pleasure to have you both here tonight.”

“The pleasure is ours,” Leo replied smoothly, shaking the host’s hand. Sarah offered a warm smile, her voice calm and measured as she added, “The arrangements are beautiful. It’s a lovely gathering.”

As they exchanged pleasantries, Sarah couldn’t ignore the growing ripple of whispers among the guests.

Eyes darted toward the entrance, and a wave of surprise spread through the room.

Curious, she and Leo turned their heads to see what had drawn such a reaction.

The doors creaked open, and a sudden tension swept over the atmosphere.

Beside her, Lena, her wolf stiffened, her voice a hurried whisper. “It’s him. He’s here.”

Sarah muttered “Who?“, though she already suspected the answer.

“Arnold,” Lena murmured, a hint of excitement and complexity in her tone.

still kept them irresistibly drawn to each other, but Sarah understood that

to Lena’s words, Arnold strode into the room

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me.”