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

Chapter 90

She had assumed Arnold would leave. That he would go to Linda.

But she was tired. Too tired to stay awake and see it happen.

So she closed her eyes and let sleep take her.

What she didn’t realize was that, when morning came, Arnold was still there.

***

The weekend passed in a blur. By Sunday afternoon, they were driving back from the hot spring resort.

The ride was mostly quiet, the steady hum of the car filling the silence.

Then, from the backseat, Alex leaned closer to Arnold, whispering, “Aunt Linda wasn’t in a good mood last night.”

Sarah, who had been absentmindedly gazing out the window, glanced toward them but said nothing.

Alex continued, his voice slightly troubled. “She came to look for you in the middle of the night. But when she came back, she looked like she was about to cry.”

Sarah waited for Arnold’s response.

But he only said, in his usual low, detached tone, “It’s nothing.”

That was it.

Sarah turned her gaze back to the window.

She didn’t ask. She didn’t want to ask.

Whatever had happened between Arnold and Linda last night wasn’t her concern. It wasn’t supposed to

matter.

When they arrived back in the city, Sarah excused herself, saying she had things to take care of.

Alex clung to her arm, reluctant to let go. “Come home early, okay?”

Sarah hesitated. Home. The word felt foreign.

smiled faintly, tóusling Alex’s hair. “I’ll try.”

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Then she left.

Sarah kept

barely interacted with Arnold, barely gave herself a moment to dwell on things that weren’t worth thinking about.

her planner, her gaze landed on an upcoming

Her grandmother’s birthday.

softly, tapping her fingers against the desk.

to find something appropriate.

one of her friends,

my hands on two tickets to the auction this weekend,” Clara said excitedly. “The guest list is full of important figures. You

would be rare items–perhaps something valuable enough to gift her

agreed. “I’ll go.”

venue was grand, an opulent hall filled with well–dressed werewolves from various

and Clara sat toward the back,

murmur of conversation, the soft clinking of glasses, the sharp scent of expensive perfume–everything about the event screamed exclusivity.

as the auction was about to begin, a stir ran through

of figures entered the hall, instantly drawing attention.

and a

Arnold and Linda.

shifting uncomfortably in her seat. “This is ridiculous,” she murmured. “Arnold bringing Linda here, parading her around

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silent, her gaze fixed

but inside, her thoughts churned. It wasn’t jealousy gnawing at her–it was frustration. Linda was relentless, and with Arnold by her side,

spite her, Sarah knew she might

had been looking forward to this auction for weeks.

about the prestige or the rare collectibles–it was about finding the perfect gift for her grandmother.

been her pillar of support, the one person who had

to give her something truly special, something

grand hall was adorned with elegant chandeliers, and the soft murmur of guests discussing the upcoming bids filled the space. She scanned the display cases, admiring

Sarah mused, running