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

Chapter 91

Chapter 91

“That’s Dalton,” Clara whispered to Sarah. “Alpha of the Birch Pack. He’s wealthy, but I don’t think even he would go head–to–head with Arnold for too long.”

Sarah glanced at Dalton, a tall, well–dressed man with sharp features. His expression remained composed as he made his bid.

Linda, as expected, countered.

The numbers climbed. Fifteen million. Eighteen million. Then twenty.

The room fell silent.

Dalton sat back, shaking his head with an amused smile, conceding.

The green diamond bracelet was Linda’s.

Sarah let out a slow breath. *At least she’s spent enough already. She shouldn’t compete with me anymore.*

She hoped.

But the next auction item proved her wrong.

The sculpture of a werewolf whistling at the moon was brought onto the stage.

It was breathtaking–carved from silver–grained maple wood, its surface naturally streaked with silver veins, reflecting light like ripples in a moonlit lake.

Sarah’s chest tightened. *This is it.*

Her grandmother would love it.

The bidding began, and she immediately raised her paddle.

Linda’s head turned. Her eyes met Sarah’s, and something sharp flickered in them.

Then, without hesitation, Linda raised her card.

The price doubled in an instant.

sank. So she is doing this on

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the escalating bids with mild amusement, joined

deep breath and

room grew thick as the numbers climbed

gaze from across the room. He studied her for a moment before offering

nod.

nod with

an unspoken agreement–this wasn’t personal for him. If she wanted it enough, he would let it go.

bid reached eighteen

Sarah hesitated.

million. If Linda went any higher, she would

she was about to breathe, Linda’s voice rang through the

“Twenty million dollars.”

through the

doesn’t even want

her

prepared for

she

hush fell over the room.

crossing her legs with a slow, deliberate motion. She turned to Arnold, whispering something in

her

kept her expression neutral, but her stomach twisted. She had expected Linda to push, but not this aggressively. She glanced

is a game to her,” Clara whispered. “And Arnold is happy to

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to put Sarah in her place. But this

slow breath, she raised her

room. The stakes

curled upward, as if pleased with the

her limit. She had set a budget, but if she let this go, she would regret it.

arm. “Are you

jaw tightened. “Yes.”

her paddle. “Thirty–two

hall. “Thirty–two million!