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

Chapter 138

Dalton relaxed slightly, grateful for the shift in topic. "Yes, I'm here to discuss a partnership with the head of STARLINE Studios."

Before the conversation could continue, Linda interjected, as if remembering something.

"Dalton, I'm actually launching a fashion brand soon," she said with an easy smile. "If you're interested, perhaps we could collaborate."

Dalton's heart leaped at the opportunity. A chance to work closely with Linda? He didn't need to think twice. "I'd be honored," he said immediately.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, a hint of unease settled in his chest.

*Would Arnold see this as a provocation?*

After all, werewolves were notoriously possessive of their mates. Even if Arnold had never publicly acknowledged Linda as his, Dalton knew that there were certain unspoken boundaries when it came to pack dynamics.

Yet Arnold's reaction was unreadable. He merely nodded, his demeanor as calm as ever. If he felt anything about Dalton's sudden involvement with Linda's business, he didn't show it.

The tension ebbed slightly, and the evening carried on without incident.

After dinner, they stepped outside the restaurant to part ways. Dalton intended to return to his hotel, while Linda and Alex were preparing to leave as well.

Alex, however, had grown bored. He fidgeted beside Linda, glancing around idly, when suddenly his eyes widened.

Breaking free from Linda's grasp, he took a few quick steps forward, straining to see past the bustling crowd.

"I think I saw Mommy again!" he blurted.

reached out swiftly, pulling him back with a gentle but firm grip. Without looking in the direction he was pointing, she said

furrowing. He looked again, scanning the faces in the crowd, but this time, he

small sigh, he allowed Linda to guide him toward

disappeared down the street, his mind swirling

suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure standing a

Sarah.

by the passing crowd, her posture poised yet cold. But her eyes-her eyes were locked onto Linda and Alex,

hitched slightly at the

was no warmth, no

piercing coldness, as if she

twisted. He had known for a long time that Sarah resented Linda, but seeing it so blatantly unsettled

He knew what had happened to the Clark family, how Linda's mother had played a role In its downfall.

had been

more importantly, she had never harmed Sarah

the contrary, it had always been Sarah who acted antagonistically toward

frowned as he turned toward

merely stood there, holding a small bag of items-books and decorative crafts, no doubt picked with her

looked composed. And yet, that chilling gaze she had given Linda just moments

before speaking. "What do you

finally shifting her attention to him.

You mean nothing to her. And yet, you're still holding a grudge.

something flickered in Sarah's expression. It wasn't anger. It wasn't

It was amusement.