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.

heart sank. So she is

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with

a deep breath and raised her paddle

as the numbers climbed higher

He studied her for a moment

nod.

with a slight smile.

personal for him. If she wanted it enough, he would let it

bid reached

Sarah hesitated.

Linda went any higher, she would have to let

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

“Twenty million dollars.”

murmur ran through

tensed beside her. “She’s pushing you,” she muttered. “She doesn’t even want it–she just wants to

clenched her fists.

had prepared

million dollars,” she

hush fell over

to Arnold,

said, her voice smooth and confident.

had expected Linda to push, but not this aggressively. She glanced

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

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itself–it was just another way to assert dominance, another opportunity to put Sarah in her place. But this wasn’t just about pride. The sculpture was the perfect gift for her grandmother.

breath, she raised her

few gasps rippled through the room. The stakes were

if pleased

reaching her limit. She had set a budget, but if she let this go, she

her arm. “Are you sure?”

tightened.

her paddle. “Thirty–two million.”

echoed through the hall. “Thirty–two