Get Back The Abandoned Luna (Scarlett and Alexander) novel Chapter 100

Scarlett’s POV

Three days.

We stayed in this dense forest for three days. And during those endless days of watching Lucien sweat through fevers, coaxing him to eat and drink, and sleeping beside him at night to share warmth–even though, for the first time, he had suggested sleeping apart because he didn’t want his fever to affect me.

But just as he was stubborn with himself, I also didn’t listen to him.

On the fourth morning, I suddenly woke up alone, and the hand that was supposed to be on my waist every morning was gone.

I slowly opened my eyes. “Lucien?”

When there was no response, I hurriedly stood up and left the shelter formed by the large tree roots. The fire had burned low, leaving only gray ash, but I could still detect his scent lingering in the air.

Was it a rogue? Had he been taken by rogues while I slept?

Damn it! I let my guard down.

1 scrambled upright, panic clawing at my chest until I heard it–branches cracking, heavy footsteps coming from behind me.

Enemy?

turned around. At the sight of him, I let out a heavy breath and complained, “Where have you can walk now?!”

red at his legs, which just a few days ag God tall, carrying new livestock for us

Although he was up and moving, h still bore the stiffness of healing.

“You” My voice cracked. I p standing. I thought it would

A faint smirk tugged at “Don’t sound so surp

I rolled my eyes

He closed

heartbe

re so broken that even he, an Alpha, couldn’t walk. Now he

eady. His weight shifted carefully onto one leg, and his ribs is upright and his shoulders straight and strong.

my mouth, then dropped it, shaking my head. “You’re Fore you’d heal.”

eyes softened more than I’d ever seen as he slowly approached me. Did you, it would take more than broken bones to keep me down.”

oded through me. “Says the stubborn fool who’s hard to coax.”

pressing my hands to his chest as if to confirm whether he was real. His h my palm.

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“You scared me half to death. I didn’t want to go back to Nightshade pack alone–bringing your corpse.” I to keep my voice calm.

His chest vibrated as he patted my head. “Thanks for your hard work, little wolf. You can rest assured now the one you’ll bring back isn’t a corpse.”

I let out a soft chuckle. “You are definitely better if you can banter back.”

The smirk on his lips deepened as he pulled me into his arms, burying his face in my neck. “Thank you fo staying, even when I was half–disabled for days.”

My heart warmed, and the lump in my throat finally disappeared. The corners of my eyes red as I tried to push him away. “Shut it and don’t hug me. I haven’t washed these past three days and, honestly, I want to d from itchiness. If I had mysophobia, I’d have gone crazy.”

He chuckled. “I know. That’s why I ventured out and found a lake nearby.”

I glared at him. “And you said you wouldn’t allow me to venture out, but you went off on your own? That’s fair?”

“I was worried about you–that’s why I didn’t want you venturing alone, especially since we barely know this place,” he explained.

I rolled my eyes at him. “And you think I’m not worried too? Do you see me as heartless–like I won’t feel anything?”

The corner of his lips curved as he brought his face closer to mine. “So, did you feel anything for me during these days?”

esitated. H

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face, and I pushed his face away. “Yeah. Irritation, fool. Now let’s go take a

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“Yes, my lady,” he said, guiding me to the lake he had found.

e lake, the surface shimmered under the pale sunlight. I stopped at the edge and gh in relief–finally, after three days, I could at last clean myself.

I removed my clothes and slip ddenly felt a burning gaze on

dup and met Lucien’s eyes. Be the flesh before me made my

mmediately turned away and

Suddenly, I felt his preser

“Are you taking a it for me.

His has

ter to begin scrubbing myself clean. As I was

thing, he had already taken off his clothes. Seeing

ath. Damn.

pressing against my back.

ried to act calm and was about to turn my head when he moved

in up as he lowered his head until our lips met. Our lips tangled,

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wordlessly, as if we had been hungry for this for so long.

By the time the kiss ended, I was the one breathing heavily, catching my breath, while he stayed behind his hands wrapped tightly around my waist.

“What are you doing, Lucien? You’re injured,” I said between breaths.

Lucien tightened his grip around my waist, pressing me harder against his body. I could feel his arousal growing against my back. “It’s not like my dick is broken, is it?”

“Fuck–mpph…” Before I could reply, his mouth crashed onto mine. The kiss was fierce and desperate, ye laced with tenderness that nearly made my knees give out.

The water rippled as he pulled me further into his embrace, this time turning me to face him. My bare ch pressed against his. My nipples tightened into hard peaks against his warmth, drawing a gasp from me. H swallowed the sound, groaning into my mouth as it drove him wild.

“Fuck, little wolf…” he rasped, breaking away only to trail kisses down my throat. His teeth grazed, nipped, claimed, while his hands roamed–one cupping the curve of my back, the other anchoring me against him

When his body pressed even closer, I felt him

and eager, against me beneath the water. My breath

hitched, a blush staining my cheeks as I realized how much he wanted me.

My legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, water swirling as he held me up with ease. His fingers slid downward, teasing over my stomach before reaching lower. When he brushed over my core, I gasped, clutching at him desperately.

“Lucien—” My protest dissolved into a moan when he stroked my clit, teasing me before slipping one, then two, then three fingers inside, gently thrusting in and out, hitting my spot, making me tremble as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Ahh… mhmnn…” I bit my lower lip as he stretched me before removing his fingers, leaving me feeling cold. Then his length–hot and insistent–pressed forward, guiding himself into me and thrusting deeply, making

me moan.

The sudden pressure made me whimper, my body tensing. I gasped his name as he filled me, every muscle trembling with restraint. For a moment, he froze, resting his forehead against mine.

“Say, who do you belong to, hmm?” His voice was teasing and hungry.

I bit my lip, pleasure already clouding my mind. “M–Move… Lucien…” I tried to rock my body on him, but he held me still.

I looked at him with frustration, but he kissed me and repeated the question. “So, tell me, who do you belong

to?”

I gritted my teeth, burying my face in his neck and mumbling, “Y…you.”

“What? I didn’t hear it.”

I huffed, glaring at him. “I said you, damn it! Don’t make me–ahh-”

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