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

Chapter 150

Josiah, still scrolling, dismissed it. "Come on, we need to get back to the manor." Victor didn't argue. But the thought stuck with him.

The Manor:

By the time Josiah and Victor arrived at Lancelot Manor, the evening had settled

in fully, wrapping the grand estate in a warm glow of lantern light.

The manor was alive with murmured conversations, the clinking of crystal glasses, and the occasional sound of distant laughter.

Elegant chandeliers cast a golden hue over the parlor, where guests moved about in hushed discussions.

Adrian was already there, seated beside Arnold in the grand sitting room, his usual composed demeanor giving nothing away.

He was sipping a glass of whiskey, his fingers slowly rotating the tumbler, his gaze thoughtful.

Arnold, his posture as strong and unyielding as ever, nodded politely at something Adrian said, but his attention flickered to the entrance as Josiah and Victor stepped in.

Victor, always bratty and dismissive of Sarah, transformed in front of Arnold and Adrian. His childish arrogance vanished, replaced by carefully practiced politeness. His tone was smooth, almost rehearsed as he greeted them with a bright smile.

"Uncle Arnold, Grandpa Adrian."

Adrian barely acknowledged him, offering a curt nod. Arnold, on the other hand, merely raised an eyebrow, recognizing the boy's shifting behavior but saying nothing.

Josiah, without lingering, gestured toward the back garden. "Go play with Alex," she instructed Victor before turning back to the adults, already shifting into conversation.

Outside, under the dimming sky, the air was cooler, crisp with the promise of an approaching autumn night.

The swings creaked softly as Alex lazily pushed himself back and forth, his small hands gripping the chains without much enthusiasm.

at the darkening horizon, lost in his own

beside him. "I just went to the movies

on the

mom?" His voice, usually calm,

"At the

eyebrows knitting together. “That's impossible. My

go to the movies. You

not mistaken. It was

A strange unease curled in his stomach,

reaction he was getting, added nonchalantly, "And she wasn't

Alex like a punch to

Another child?

mother, who hadn't answered his calls, who had been too busy

go to the movies with some

stop it. Without thinking, he shot to his feet and shoved Victor. "You're lying! Say

just as spoiled and temperamental,

wind carried their shouts through the open windows of

was the

scene, taking in Alex's trembling fists, the tears pooling in his son's eyes, the way

of unspoken emotions hung thick in

anything, Alex, unable to contain himself

His voice wavered,

nothing. "What happened?" His voice was calm, but there was an edge

Victor had said. But suddenly, the words

mother. At the movies. With another

lump formed, too painful to

instead of speaking, **tears spilled from his