Crippled Luna's Farewell: Half A Life Without My Alpha's Deadly Deception novel Chapter 147

The phone call had drained the last ounce of Sarah’s patience.

She had spoken wearily, telling Alex to ask his father. She wasn't available.

That should have been enough, but Alex, as persistent as ever, refused to give up.

"But where are you now?" he pressed. "Can I come find you?"

She sighed, rubbing her temple. He was too young to remember the exact address of her new home.

Even if he did, she didn’t want him showing up unannounced.

"No, Alex," she said firmly. "I’m resting, and tomorrow I have to go visit Grandma." Without waiting for another plea, she ended the call.

The exhaustion clung to her as she returned home. She barely had the energy to change before collapsing onto her bed, sinking into a sleep so deep it felt like she had stopped existing. When she finally woke, it was to the sharp chime of the doorbell.

Dazed, she glanced at the clock. Nine in the morning. Who on earth…?

Then, the intercom buzzed. "Miss Sarah, you have a visitor," the property owner informed her.

She moved toward the window and peeked through the blinds. A familiar black car was parked downstairs. Arnold.

Her first instinct was to ignore it, pretend she wasn’t home. But before she could move away, her mind-link rang. His voice, cool and steady, filled her head.

*"I know you're home. Open the door."*

A muscle in her jaw twitched. She exhaled sharply before heading for the door.

Moments later, the sleek vehicle rolled to a stop right outside her apartment complex. The car door swung open, and a small figure burst out.

"Mom!" Alex ran up to her, his face beaming. "I'm home!"

Sarah forced a faint smile as Arnold stepped out, carrying Alex’s book bag. His gaze was unreadable.

"I know it’s not your day with the kids," Arnold said as he reached her, his tone careful, "but Alex has been saying he misses you. And I have some things to take care of."

Sarah couldn’t help the bite of sarcasm that slipped out. "You’re the Alpha. There’s always plenty to do every day."

Arnold hesitated, his expression shifting. Instead of irritation, he said simply, "My father is back."

Sarah stiffened.

Adrian. The last Alpha of Silvermoon. The man who had ruled with a presence so commanding that even after stepping down, his name still carried weight. Since joining the Werewolf Council, he had been even more elusive, rarely returning home unless something significant required his attention.