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

hapter 59

Chapter 59

Sarah paused for a moment, gathering her thoughts before replying,

“What’s going on. Arnold?” she asked calmly, trying to understand his urgency.

There was a brief silence before Arnold spoke again, his voice softer but still distant.

“Alex is sick. He needs your care.” The line went quiet, and before she could ask any follow–up questions, the call ended abruptly.

Sarah’s heart tightened with concern as she realized that her child was unwell.

Without wasting another moment, she turned her car around and headed straight for the villa.

Upon her arrival, Sarah hurried inside to find Alex sitting dazed in the living room.

He had just finished his medication, his small face looking pale and uncertain.

As soon as his eyes met his mother’s, a soft cry escaped him, and he reached out with trembling arms, calling for her.

Sarah’s heart broke at the sight, and she quickly moved to embrace him.

Holding Alex close, she felt the warmth of his skin, a tender reminder of their unbreakable bond.

“How are you feeling, sweetheart?” she asked gently, stroking his hair in an effort to soothe him.

Alex mumbled softly, “I don’t feel good… I want your cooking, Mom.”

His voice was barely audible, filled with longing and the simple comfort of familiarity.

nothing could compare

was more than just food; it was a connection to home and safety.

to make him feel better, Sarah excused herself and headed downstairs to the

filled the space as she prepared a meal with practiced

Alex,

efforts to comfort him, Alex’s eyes welled up with tears as he whispered, “I miss Dad. I want

asking quietly, “Have you seen Alpha Arnold today? He should have been here by now, especially after hearing about

servant shook his head, regretfully informing her that Arnold had

creased Sarah’s forehead as she pondered the situation.

logical that he should be the one to return home first. However, if he had

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footsteps echoed through the quiet corridor outside the kitchen.

his father’s footsteps and, with a small, hopeful cry, reached

forward and gently lifted Alex from

as Sarah watched them, a strong scent filled

familiar aroma of pine mixed with

it. It

she

step back, hoping to put some

being so close, not when his

Alex, did not notice Sarah’s

removed his blazer and held it

was a little out of sorts, and

hers for