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

Chapter 135

Before Sarah could react, Abby broke free from Cole’s grip and ran straight into her arms.

Sarah caught her easily, surprised but touched by the enthusiasm.

Cole approached with a small smile. “We’re here for the festival. Abby wouldn’t stop talking about the Moonlit Rite tonight.”

Abby pouted up at Sarah, her big eyes full of unspoken hope. “Come with us?”

Sarah hesitated.

She hadn’t planned on staying. Festivals weren’t the same anymore. She didn’t want to be surrounded by people and reminded of what she had lost.

But then she caught something in Cole’s expression.

He had been watching her.

Not in a way that was intrusive, but in a way that told her he had noticed. He had seen her walking alone in the crowd, surrounded by laughter yet untouched by it.

Had he followed her intentionally? Something about the way he stood there, the quiet patience in his gaze, made her suspect that he had. And the strange thing was… she didn’t mind. Sarah looked down at Abby, whose small hands clung to her coat.

Maybe, just for tonight… She could pretend.

She could be a part of something again.

A sudden surge of acceptance came through and she was about to say ‘Yes‘ to their kind offer that suddenly something stopped her words in the mouth…

She saw three familiar figures appearing in the crowd.

It was none other than Arnold, Linda, and Alex who had arrived for the Frostwolf Celebration.

landed on them. Her breath hitched, a cold shock running through her veins, numbing her fingers before she could even

stood slightly apart from the crowd, his posture

Is relaxed but

presence commanding without effort. Beside him, Linda looked

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boy who once clung to Sarah

held Linda’s

chest tighten, the edges of her thoughts fraying like an

noticed her hesitation immediately. His dark eyes flickered toward the same direction, landing on the trio. There was no change in his expression, no sharp intake of breath or visible

he spoke, his voice deliberately steady, as if coaxing her attention back. “Abby invited us to

Her mind struggled to reorient itself, to pull away from the unexpected sight in

expectantly,

Sarah exhaled quietly.

no reason for her to hesitate.

“Alright, Let’s go.”

didn’t comment, nor did he linger. With an easy grace, he matched her pace as they made

festival had been transformed into a breathtaking display of tradition and history. White furs draped over wooden structures, pine boughs wove together to create intricate decorations, and soft lanterns

ground.

synchronized, fluid movements that imitated the rhythm of the hunt–the way wolves stalked, ran, and struck their prey. Each step was powerful, precise, embodying

silence, letting the music and energy of

thoughts.

Cole stepping slightly closer until he

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