Crippled Luna's Farewell Half A Life Without My Alpha's Deadly Deception novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36 

“It’s nothing!” he said hastily, pinning it to his shirt with practiced precision. 

Sarah tilted her head, curious. “Nothing, huh?” 

“It’s from Aunt Linda.” Alex admitted reluctantly, his tone softening as he stared at the badge. 

The corners of his lips lifted into a rare smile. 

“She gave it to me last week. I’m wearing it to cheer her on tonight at the Full Moon Speed Race.” 

The mere thought of the race seemed to light a spark in Alex. 

He straightened his posture, his earlier grumpiness momentarily forgotten. 

But the flicker of happiness dimmed when he realized something. 

Aunt Linda hadn’t called him yet today. 

She was usually quick to reply to his texts, often sending him playful voice messages or sharing her plans for the day. 

Alex’s chest tightened. Was she angry with him? 

The memory of yesterday’s argument resurfaced, gnawing at his mind. 

He’d accidentally spilled juice on her prized racing gloves, and although she’d laughed it off at the time, he couldn’t shake the feeling that she might be upset after all. 

Frantically, he grabbed his phone and sent her a string of texts: 

“Aunt Linda, are you mad at me?” 

“I’m sorry about yesterday!” 

“I like you more than Mom, okay? Don’t be angry, please!” 

Minutes passed, but there was no response. 

Alex tried mindlinking her, but her side remained eerily silent. 

His fingers hovered over the screen, a lump forming in his throat. 

“Alex, hurry up!” Sarah’s voice cut through his thoughts. 

Frustration boiled over, and Alex shoved the room door open, storming out. “You’re so annoying!” he snapped, brushing past 

her. 

Sarah blinked, taken aback by his sudden outburst. 

“What’s gotten into you?” she murmured, watching as he stomped downstairs. 

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There was a sound of feet coming towards the kitchen, and there she was, Sarah’s mother in law,, her sharp eyes observing 

the interaction between mother and son. 

“Good morning,” the old lady greeted, her voice calm yet probing. 

“Good morning.” Sarah replied, trying to mask her uncase. 

“Where’s Arnold?” the old lady asked, referring to Alex’s father. 

“He left last night for some urgent matter.” Sarah explained. 

The old lady’s lips thinned, a flicker of understanding passing through her gaze. 

But she said nothing more, her focus shifting to Alex, who sat sullenly at the table. 

After a quiet breakfast, the duo made their way to the car. 

As they prepared to leave, Alex suddenly announced, “I need to use the restroom. Wait here.” 

He bolted back Into the house, leaving his phone on the passenger seat. 

Moments later, the device buzzed to life. The screen lit up, displaying a new message from Linda. 

Sarah’s eyes instinctively darted to the phone. She knew it wasn’t her place to look, but curiosity got the better of her. 

The message was simple: “Don’t worry about yesterday. I’m not mad. See you tonight“. 

But it wasn’t the text itself that caught Sarah’s attention, it was the conversation history below it. 

The drive to the practice field was quiet, except for the occasional hum of the car engine. 

Sarah glanced at Alex in the passenger seat, his eyes glued to his phone, his fingers tapping away with enthusiasm. 

A small smile played on his lips, the kind she hadn’t seen directed at her in weeks. 

Her heart tightened as she recalled the messages she had accidentally seen earlier. Alex, who had been so cold and dismissive toward her, had been messaging Linda every day without fail. 

His good morning texts to Linda were brimming with warmth and care, something he no longer seemed willing to share with 

his mother. 

Alex let out a chuckle, breaking her thoughts. 

“Linda says she trained late last night for the competition. She woke up late today. That’s why she didn’t reply earlier,” he