Crippled Luna's Farewell: Half A Life Without My Alpha's Deadly Deception novel Chapter 152

“Mom didn’t answer,” he said softly.

Arnold smiled, though a flicker of something unreadable passed through his gaze. “She’s probably busy.”

“Let’s not bother her,” he continued. “How about Daddy takes you out to dinner tonight?”

Alex’s face brightened. “Can we invite Aunt Linda too?”

Arnold nodded, ruffling his hair. “Good idea.”

With that, Alex slid off his lap, his small feet padding across the polished floor as he ran back to his playroom.

Arnold, however, remained seated. A weight settled on his shoulders as he returned to the parlor where his guests awaited.

…

The air inside the parlor was thick with expectation.

The assembled guests, all prominent figures in the werewolf world, had come with their own agendas.

Most had only heard whispers of Arnold’s heir, but now that they had seen Alex with their own eyes, speculation spread like wildfire.

“He’s been hiding a child all this time?” one murmured to another.

“Was he secretly married?”

“If so, why hasn’t he introduced the mother?”

Their unspoken questions hung in the air, but Arnold remained indifferent to their curiosity. He had no obligation to explain himself.

Among them were families who had come with a clear purpose—introducing their daughters to Arnold, hoping to secure a powerful marriage alliance.

They had prepared carefully, dressing their daughters in elegant gowns, instructing them to charm and impress.

But Arnold hadn’t even looked their way.

His disinterest was a quiet but brutal rejection.

Some of the fathers in the room clenched their fists in frustration.

So even if he wasn’t married, their daughters still had no chance?

Arnold sipped his whiskey, unfazed by the silent battle of ambitions playing out before him.

Let them think whatever they wanted. It didn’t concern him.

..

Meanwhile, at the arcade, Sarah remained unaware of the world outside.

Cole had something to do just now and took Abby to leave first, while Sarah had spent a lot of time recently working on her thesis, which was now nearing completion, just in time to relax by playing the game.

She didn’t notice the woman standing outside, watching her with amusement.

It was Flora, Linda's friend..

Just then, Flora smirked.

Still the same, aren’t you, Sarah?

To Flora, the sight of Sarah alone in an arcade was something to mock.

In college, Flora had always been part of the popular crowd—friends with Linda, the kind of woman who thrived on exclusivity and social power.

And Sarah? She had always been different.

Too smart.

Too independent.