The Luna Never Heard novel Chapter 4

he knows me better and cares for me more than anyone else in the world. She also knew exactly how deep

my feelings for Caden had run.

She knew how much I had once loved him. I looked down at the white hearing aid in my hand and found

myself at a loss for words.

I could only marvel at how much a person could change.

When we were kids, I loved following Caden around, calling him “my Alpha.” Our families had always been

close, with frequent business dealings.

That time, both our families went to a factory on the outskirts of the city. No one expected the sudden explosion. I remember escaping using the survival skills my parents had taught me before.

But Caden was trapped inside. I watched the flames grow stronger, saw Caden standing there, slowly being swallowed by the fire.

I don’t know where I found the strength, but I charged back into the factory, grabbed Caden’s hand, and pulled

him toward the exit.

We were almost there. But at the last second, the factory exploded. I was hit by the blast wave and lost consciousness for a long time.

When I woke up, I could no longer hear anything.

The atmosphere between my parents grew heavy. Caden’s parents looked like they had something to say but couldn’t find the words.

And my wolf… fell completely silent.

I lay in bed, depressed, unwilling to speak or interact with anyone.

Caden stopped going to school altogether. He brought me snacks, comforted me, and finally sneaked me out to get this very white hearing aid.

The flower on it was painted by his own hand.

He was just a kid himself, clumsily putting the aid on my ear, earnestly promising, “Adeline, I’ll protect you from now on.”

“The tutor said this flower represents a wish. You’re going to get better.”

“You’re my flower. I’ll always protect you.”

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I was the only one who remembered the vows of our youth.

If the nine–year–old Adeline had heard the eighteen–year–old Caden say, “I wish you’d just died and never been saved,” she probably would have cried from the hurt.

But these past few years, my hearing impairment subjected me to endless gossip and sidelong glances.

I had already grown accustomed to the change in Caden’s attitude. People grow up.

I saved his life back then, and his family tried to make amends.

The business concessions his family made to ours over the years were the ultimate gesture of their

sincerity. When it came down to it, we owed each other nothing.

I knew I was independent, not someone’s accessory.

I didn’t need to depend on anyone else.

So, I looked up at my mom and said with determination, “I’ve made up my mind. I want to study abroad.”

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