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

Crippled Luna’s Farewell Hole A LIE

Chapter 98

Chapter 98

His brows furrowed slightly, a rare look of concern crossing his usually impassive face.

“You need to be more careful,” he said, his voice low. His grip was firm but not forceful, as if shielding her from further harm.

The brief silence that followed was filled with the subtle gasps of nearby guests, who had clearly taken note of the unexpected interaction.

Eyes darted between Arnold and Sarah, speculation flashing in their expressions.

But just as quickly as it had happened, Sarah pulled her hand away.

“I’m fine,” she said swiftly, avoiding his gaze. “It’s nothing serious.”

Arnold didn’t argue, though his gaze lingered on her for a moment longer before he finally let it go.

The murmurs around them didn’t subside immediately, but Sarah ignored them, willing herself to focus on anything but the lingering warmth of his touch.

Despite his earlier engagement in the conversation, Arnold did not linger long at the banquet.

After some time, he rose from his seat, his

seat, his movements precise and deliberate.

Before leaving, he turned to Sarah.

tonight?” he asked, his

“No, I’ll

merely nodded, as if he had already expected

pick up Alex,”

like another subtle reminder that Arnold had come tonight not out of his

his figure disappearing beyond the entrance of the

and just as Cole was about to step out, his eyes landed on Arnold, who had just emerged

and retreated back

16:02

Chapter 98

Cole remained seated in his own vehicle, his gaze following Arnold’s retreating silhouette.

slipping through the cracks

car’s taillights faded into the stream of city traffic, disappearing as efficiently as the man himself.

didn’t move, his fingers drumming lightly against the armrest. His instincts told him that tonight’s events weren’t as

building, Sarah stood with Alex, waiting for Arnold to pick him up.

night air was crisp, and the glow from the streetlamps cast elongated

neither speaking until Alex finally broke

his head as he looked up at Sarah. His voice carried an uncharacteristic weight, as though he had

down at him, her expression unreadable. “What do

every day. You used to ask where I was, what I

lowered her gaze. She knew Alex had always been perceptive, but she hadn’t expected him to notice the gradual distance she had unconsciously

just tired,” she said simply, her voice carrying

for a moment, as if trying to determine whether that was the truth.

a smooth stop in front