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

Chapter 161

For a moment, she hesitated. Then, she answered.

"Sarah." His voice was as steady as always, deep and composed. "I ordered some fireworks a while ago. Abby mentioned she wanted you to have some."

Sarah instinctively began to refuse. "That's not necessary-"

"It was Abby's request," Cole interrupted smoothly, leaving no room for argument.

A brief silence stretched between them before Sarah sighed, conceding. "Fine. Where do I pick them up?"

"I had them delivered," he said simply. "You'll see when you get there."

Later That Afternoon;

Just past 2:00 p.m., Sarah pulled into the designated location, expecting to pick up the fireworks Cole had arranged to be sent.

But when she stepped out of the car, she didn't find a delivery truck or a stack of neatly packed boxes waiting for her.

Instead, she found **Cole himself** standing there.

She stopped in her tracks.

Cole was dressed in a dark, tailored coat, his stance as composed as ever. The winter breeze toyed with the strands of his dark hair, but he remained unmoved, his gaze resting on her the moment she arrived.

Sarah's brows lifted slightly. "I thought you said they'd be delivered."

lips quirked, just slightly. "They

suspicion. "You just happen to be here,

in his tone

weight slightly.

"I know."

yet firm enough that she knew he wasn't here

stretched between them,

packed boxes nearby. "Want me to help load them into your

for a second before nodding.

fireworks, as Cole had mentioned over the phone, but when she opened the trunk of her car, what she saw

the fireworks were neatly packed New Year's gifts-wrapped carefully,

decorations, and small handcrafted trinkets

her lips together as she turned to Cole, a question

much," she said, shaking her head. "I

could continue, Cole spoke, his tone firm but

had just been from Cole, she would have refused

Abby-had personally prepared these? That

pause, she exhaled and turned back to her car. "Then let me at least give her something in

into the shopping bags she had placed in the backseat, pulling out a

to Cole-small festive items, sweets, and a craft she had

flickering over

a small,

running his fingers lightly over the delicate threads.

Sarah's voice was casual, but there was a hint of pride in her tone. "I thought Abby