Get Back The Abandoned Luna (Scarlett and Alexander) novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192

Scarlett

After making sure that the two were already asleep, I sighed in relief and was about to leave their room with Lucien, when the supposed to be sleeping, had spoken.

“Are you going now, Luna?” Claude keeps his volume lower as if to prevent Archer from being awakened.

I paused, then smiled, rubbing his head. “Yes. Thank you for staying here and being with Archer. We were usually busy and he would stay here alone—but now that you’re here, he won’t get lonely.”

He fell into silence, his head brushing against my hand as he shook it gently.

“It’s not that,” he mumbled. “I was lonely too. But after suddenly gaining a friend–and a little brother like him–I don’t feel lonely anymore.”

My heart softened at his words.

“I see,” I said gently. “I’m glad the two of you met. Please keep looking after my Archer.”

“But my family-”

I paused, then chuckled softly, rubbing his head. “Don’t worry about that. Leave it to the adults.”

He let out a quiet sigh. “Then you and the Alpha should be careful. They’re all a bunch of psychos.”

When he spoke of his family, his tone shifted entirely. He didn’t even bother hiding the killing intent seeping through his words.

“I swear, if I see them, I’ll bite them.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle and nod. “Alright, alright. But don’t worry. As long as you’re in Nightshade, we won’t let anything happen to you. You’re under our protection now.”

He leaned into me,

then awkwardly wrapped his arms around me in a brief hug.

“Thank you, Luna… you and the Alpha. For not shooing me away even after knowing my background.”

I rubbed his head, deliberately messing his hair. “You’ve suffered enough. Go back to sleep.”

He nodded, then hesitated. “They might send someone to infiltrate your pack. Or worse… they might try to assassinate you if you let your guard down. They’ll play dirty as long as it gets them what they want.”

“I know,” I replied calmly. “But leave those matters to us.”

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, guilt seeping into his voice. “They might already know I’m here. They might target your pack because of me…”

Before I could respond, Lucien spoke, his voice steady and unbothered.

“It doesn’t matter. They’ve been targeting us even before you arrived. One more reason changes nothing.”

I nodded in agreement. “That’s right. Just focus on having fun with Archer. We’ll handle the rest.”

He finally let out a breath of relief. “Thank you. If there’s anything I can help with, tell me. Don’t hesitate–I won’t break or anything. I don’t have feelings for them anymore.”

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My chest tightened.

I didn’t know how he had been raised, but the old scars covering his body were more than enough to tell the story.

The anger burning in my heart toward the people who had done this to him trembled violently.

Who harms a child under the excuse of education?

“I’ll sleep now. Alpha, Luna,” he said, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Good night. And thank you for letting me stay.” After we left Archer and Claude’s room, I let out a heavy sigh and leaned against Lucien’s chest.

“Claude really is the heir of the Montero Pack,” I sighed softly, rubbing my forehead.

“Well, it was already expected,” Lucien replied as we made our way back to our room.

After bathing, we settled onto the bed, the dim light casting long shadows as our conversation continued.

“You knew?” I asked, lying beside him. “Since when?”

“The first time we met him,” he answered calmly. “But I wasn’t completely sure. Every attempt to investigate his background hit a wall. No records, no trails–nothing that should be missing unless someone powerful made sure of it. That alone confirmed his identity.”

I let out a heavy sigh. “Then why are they targeting us? I don’t believe it’s because of their son–we took him in, yes, but they’ve been eyeing Nightshade long before that. I don’t remember ever provoking the Montero Pack.”

Lucien fell silent for a moment, his fingers brushing against mine. “I don’t know about it either and I can’t find any other reason other than using our pack for their own gains–completely dominating our pack since we had a large pack.”

I leaned my head against his chest and closed my eyes. “I don’t think they valued Claude that much–given his scars and the killing intent he holds toward them. That kind of hatred can’t be faked.”

Lucien’s hand moved in slow, steady strokes along my back. “Even so, they still need him. The Montero Pack needs an heir.”

I frowned, my fingers curling slightly against his shirt. “I don’t want Claude to go back there. Not after everything he’s been through. He’ll only suffer in their hands.”

He let out a quiet sigh and patted my head. “Stop thinking too far ahead.”

I pouted despite myself. “We’re not giving Claude back to them.”

There was a pause.

“It’s their son,” Lucien said carefully. “And no matter how twisted they are, they could still turn to the Pack Council and accuse us of kidnapping their heir.”

My chest tightened, as if the weight of the world had suddenly pressed down on me.

I bit my lip, unable to speak.

His hand returned to my head, gentle and reassuring. “But I don’t think they’ll do that.”

I raised my head toward him. “What do

you

mean?”

O

He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my lips, grounding me. “Packs like Montero prefer shadows over daylight. Going to the Council would put too many eyes on them.”

His voice lowered. They’ll come to us quietly–just like Claude warned. They might sneak attacks, send their capable mean

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to assassinate us–any dirty tricks they could think of, they would do so.”

“Although they were viewed as neutral who had never been into fights just like what Arnold had said,” he added. “I don’t believe it all. I’m guessing that they were just hiding their true colors, painting their stain to prevent anyone from noticing it and disguising their evil doing to everyone and if no one was watching, that’s where they would strike”

I inhaled slowly, steadying myself. “Then we prepare.”

“That’s my little wolf.” A faint smile brushed his lips as he pulled me closer. “It’s not like it’s our first time handling this kind of trouble.”

I rested my forehead against his chest once more, listening to his heartbeat–strong, steady, unwavering.

“If they think they can take what’s under Nightshade’s protection,” I murmured, “they’re underestimating us.”

Lucien’s arms tightened around me. “Let them. We’ll take all of it without backing out anyway.”

Right. That’s what we’ve been doing for years now.

Even if our opponents were stronger, I believe we would never back down so easily. If they stood higher than us, then we would climb. If they ran faster, we would chase. No matter what–it was only a matter of time before we caught up and dragged them down.

Just like years ago.

When Alexander, the Alpha of the Crescent Moon, had declared war against us.

They started it.

And we ended it.

We caught up to them–crushed them–won the war they so arrogantly ignited.

I let out a heavy sigh. “I want my eyesight back as soon as possible.”

And if I can’t–then I’ll adapt.

I’ll learn to fight like this.

Because if they find out I’m blind, they won’t hesitate. They’ll take advantage of it. Kidnap me… or worse.

Just like Kathleen, I need to train again with the warriors.

It doesn’t matter if the Nightshade knows about my condition–that I had temporarily lost my eyesight.

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