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."

just slightly. "They

eyes narrowed in mild suspicion. "You just happen to be

said smoothly, though the ease in his tone didn't quite hide the deliberation behind

exhaled, shifting her weight

"I know."

said it-so effortlessly, yet firm enough that she knew

stretched between them, thick

packed boxes nearby.

for a second

had expected to receive a few boxes of fireworks, as Cole had mentioned over the phone, but when she opened the trunk of her car, what she saw caught her off

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

sweets, festive decorations,

frowned slightly, pressing her lips together as she turned to Cole, a question

much," she said, shaking her head. "I can't

she could continue, Cole spoke, his tone firm but calm.

mention of Abby, Sarah hesitated. If it had just been

these? That made it harder to turn

and turned back to her car. "Then let me at least give her

she had placed in

and a craft she had worked on. "These are for Abby. A

took them without protest, his gaze flickering over the

was a small,

up, running his fingers lightly over the

a hint of pride in her tone. "I thought Abby