Get Back The Abandoned Luna (Scarlett and Alexander) novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112

Chapter 112

Scarlett’s POV

“You disgust me, Alexander”

The chains bit into my wrists each time I moved. My skin was already rubbed

mixture of my sweat and blood, but I pulled anyway, refusing to be still. I would not let him think he hard already broken me, that I had complied with what he wanted.

Alexander crouched in front of me, his broad shoulders blocking the dim candlelight. You still have given up yet? I told you–I will spend the rest of my life here with you”

I looked at him in disgust. “I’d rather die than spend my whole life with you”

His hands–the same hands that had once shielded me from rogues, that had once held me in a way that made me feel safe after witnessing my father’s death–were now a mockery of tenderness.

The chains clanged whenever I struggled, whenever I moved, and I could even feel blood drip from the wounds on my wrist, but my fury far outweighed the pain.

“Stop moving,” he murmured, as though his voice could soothe the fury boiling in my chest. “You I only mad your wounds reopen.”

He dabbed a damp cloth against the torn skin on my arm with movements far too gentle, as if I were a treasure he wouldn’t dare drop or scratch. His action only added insult to my wounds.

I bared my teeth at him. “Stop acting, Alexander. There’s no media here to capture your hypocrisy. You’re the reason for this wound–why bother pretending now?*

His jaw tightened but he didn’t stop tending to me. “My heart also bleeds whenever I see you in pain. Scarlett.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Your heart bleeds when you see me in pain? Says the one who fucked his mistress and made me feel it through the bond, letting me suffer from it? Wow. Just how thick is your skin?”

His fingers brushed lightly, lingering on my skin with a touch both caring and suffocating. The contradiction made bile rise in my throat. “That’s why I’m making up for the mistakes I made, for the pain you suffered while you were with me. I promise you this time, I’ll devote myself to you, Scarlett. I’ll spend my whole life with you if you give me the chance.”

I sneered. “No thanks. Just being with you now, breathing the same air, is already suffocating me. I learned my lesson. I’d be a fool to take you back.”

His eyes darkened. “Then there’s nothing I can do but convince you until you say yes–and you’ll spend your days locked up and chained.”

His words made what remained of my sanity snap.

“You should fucking see a doctor, Alexander! Why the hell are you chasing me now that I’m finally free? Can’t you just live your life with your damn mistress? I didn’t even ask for compensation for how you ruined me

I even let go

of the Crescent Moon that I built! What more do you want from me?!” and my reputation!

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His gaze met mine, his hand gently caressing my face. “I want you, Scarlett. I want your attention, affection, your love–everything you have, I want it all. If you want the Crescent Moon, I’ll give it to you, but only if you come back to me.”

“Fuck you. Talking to you only lowers my IQ”

“You’re bleeding too much, stop moving,” he gently whispered while wiping the blood from my wrist where I’d agitated the chain. “I can’t let you hurt yourself, Scarlett. I love you so much.”

He leaned in like he was going to kiss me, but I turned my face away.

“Love?” I spat, jerking back and banging my head against him, making him recoil for a bit. “You call this love? You’ve chained me–you’re trying to cage me like a bird.”

He rubbed his forehead and looked at me. “I can’t let you escape and lose you again, Scarlett. I have to do this. Please understand.”

“There’s no use talking to you. You made your decision the moment you paraded your mistress, announced she was pregnant, defended her while everyone forsook me, and let her hurt me. The damage is done, Alexander. There’s no taking it back. I won’t accept you. In my eyes, you are nothing,” I said coldly, closing my eyes, refusing to look at him any longer. My head throbbed just from talking to him.

Do I look like a charity case to him?

Do I look easy to manipulate?

I couldn’t care less about his expression–I had made my stance clear.

I felt his breath hitch, a tremor rippling through his chest before he forced the gentleness back into his movements. “What happened with her and me… was just a mistake, Scarlett.”

I laughed. “No need to explain, Alexander. Don’t lie to yourself. You have a strange definition of mistake- inviting that so–called ‘mistake‘ when she’s five months pregnant. You’re already a father now. You should act like one.”

His face twisted, his hand trembling against my skin. For a moment, I thought he would strike me, which was why I opened my eyes–but instead, he pressed the cloth harder, as if determined to cleanse away my fury and possibly reopen my heart to him.

But I would never do that. I didn’t love him anymore. Whenever I looked back at my past, I could only see it with a smile or a frown, feeling nothing at all.

“You were the only one I ever wanted, Scarlett. If we stay here together, if it’s only us… your heart will remember me. You’ll remember how we used to be.” He kept insisting, his voice pleading.

I rolled my eyes. “Think whatever you like. My heart is no longer yours.”

“Is it because of Lucien?” His face darkened.

“You know why–so why even ask?” I laughed, looking at him like he was a fool.

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He shook his head, as if trying to deny it. “No…no, you’re just mistaken. It’s only because I hurt you and Lucien was always there, so you feel that way. That’s not love, Scarlett. That’s just dependence.”

I looked at him coldly. “You aren’t qualified to talk about love with me. I know what I feel. Compared to you– whom I liked only because you saved me–what I feel for Lucien is true love, on a level you could never reach.”

His nostrils flared, his jaw clenched so tight I thought it might crack. But behind that fury, there was desperation.

“I’ll erase him from your mind and replace it with me again,” he said, his voice shaking. “I was once bonded to you, and I can bond you to me again.”

My eyes darkened. “Do that, and I’ll make sure to dissolve our bond again.”

His hand froze completely now, the cloth slipping from his grasp to the floor. He stared at me as if the ground had split beneath him. For a fleeting second, I saw the man he used to be, but it vanished quickly- replaced by madness and obsession painted with my reflection in his eyes.

He leaned closer, his voice a whisper brushing my ear. “Even if your lips curse me, even if your claws shred me… you’re mine. And I’ll make you see it.”

Fear twisted in my gut, but I masked it. “Do it then. Chain me, bruise me, pretend I’m yours. But know this, Alexander–I am Lucien’s Luna. My heart already belongs to him, just as his heart is mine. You can’t change that, even if we have to spend the rest of our lives here. I’ll never crawl back to you.”

His chest heaved, hands fisting at his sides as though restraining himself. The storm inside him was palpable, and for the first time, a tremor of unease slipped down my spine.

Something inside him snapped. His head jerked up, his eyes blazing–not with the familiar amber of his wolf, but with a dangerous, burning red. The air thickened, suffocating, and I knew in that moment, his reason was

gone.

“How dare you…” he breathed, his voice no longer steady but broken and jagged with madness. “How dare you

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