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

Chapter 88

Guilt settled in Sarah’s chest. “I know, sweetheart. I’ve just been busy.”

Abby brightened. “That’s okay! Guess what? I started painting! Uncle Cole got me a big sketchbook, and I drew a picture of you!”

Sarah blinked in surprise. “You did?”

Abby nodded enthusiastically. “Wait! Let me show you!”

She disappeared off–screen, rustling through papers.

Sarah glanced at Cole. His face was unreadable, but there was a quiet softness in his eyes.

A moment later, Abby returned, holding up a simple drawing–her and Sarah standing together, both smiling.

Sarah’s throat tightened. “That’s beautiful, Abby,” she said warmly. “You’re very talented.”

Abby beamed. “Come see me soon, okay?”

Before Sarah could respond, a voice called Abby’s name from the background. The little girl pouted. “I have to go! Bye, Auntie! Bye, Uncle Cole!”

The call ended. Silence lingered between Sarah and Cole.

The two strolled through Spa Hills at night, the sound of rustling leaves and distant murmurs of other guests filling the silence between them.

The moonlight cast long shadows along the pathway, and the cool night breeze carried the faint scent of pine and mineral water from the hot springs.

Cole’s phone call with Abby had ended minutes ago, yet the words still lingered in Sarah’s mind.

When he had turned to her and said, “Abby likes you a lot,” there had been something strange in his tone–something softer than she had ever heard from him before.

She glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

cold werewolf, a man of few

emotions.

commanded attention, not through arrogance

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Chapter 88

face that could be called gentle, yet tonight, there was something almost warm

has a tender side after all,” she

side of the road, a figure stood watching them, her delicate features barely concealed by the flickering light from the nearby lodge lanterns.

Linda.

took in the sight of them walking

made her uncomfortable, though she masked it well with a pleasant smile as she approached.

her voice smooth and

head slightly

her position

she had grown accustomed to. With practiced ease, she stepped

murmured. “You two

a response, her footsteps quiet

lodge was buzzing with excitement. The party was about to begin. Laughter and music spilled from the event hall, filling

his eyes.

He wasn’t sure she wanted to follow

uneasy, as if her presence would somehow

night had been going smoothly–chatter, soft laughter, the occasional clinking of glases.. Chit

chat..

he could respond,

go,” he stated simply.

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