Get Back The Abandoned Luna (Scarlett and Alexander) novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193

Scarlett

Fuck. My back hurts.

That insatiable dog!

Although I enjoyed it, every time I thought about it, my blood still boiled with irritation. I honestly doubted I could even train properly like this.

He had even offered his blood to help me heal faster.

That alone was enough to ignite the anger in my chest all over again.

I had warned him–told him not to recklessly use his blood. What if the enemy discovered its healing properties? Wouldn’t that make him an even bigger target?

He was far too careless.

“Mama, what’s wrong?”

I snapped out of my thoughts when Archer gently tugged my hand, while my other hand was already being held by Claude.

I shook my head and smiled at them. “Nothing. There’s nothing wrong at all.”

Except for my back.

Damn it.

It had only been two rounds, and we’d stopped before midnight–but he had been rough. Enjoyable, yes… but I honestly felt like my back might snap in half if I moved the wrong way.

I let out a helpless sigh, shaking my head as I forced those thoughts away.

Focus.

“Do you want Mama to help you build the blocks?” I softly asked as they guided me toward the playground, where countless toys Lucien had bought were neatly arranged.

Since there were now two little ones who would be using the playground, Lucien had bought even more–different varieties of toys, almost as if he were afraid they might ever run out of things to enjoy.

Blocks, Lego, puzzles, sudoku, snakes and ladders, a small basketball hoop, a soccer ball… it felt like every game he could think of had already been bought and placed here for them.

As expected, Archer’s voice was filled with excitement. “You bought more?!”

I nodded. “Your Papa bought more last night and prepared everything for the two of you.”

They both rushed toward me—one hugging my legs, the other wrapping his arms around my waist.

“Thank you, Mama! And kiss Papa for us!”

I chuckled, ruffling their hair.

If I kiss

your Papa again, who knows where it would lead… my back would definitely protest.

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“Alright, alright. Now go and play,” I laughed as we stepped inside the playground together.

This room had been a dream Lucien and I shared back when Archer was still in my womb. We had renovated one entire room and turned it into an indoor playground, a place where he could play freely no matter the weather.

And if he wanted to play soccer, basketball, or anything that required more space, he could always go outside, After all, Nightshade was vast–wide enough to hold laughter, footsteps, and the childhood we wanted to give him.

“Mama, are you leaving?” Archer asked cautiously.

I paused.

My chest ached.

It felt like I hadn’t truly played with him for months now. Ever since the pack affairs grew heavier, my days had been swallowed by meetings, reports, and responsibilities–and without realizing it, I had slowly stopped being present in the small moments that mattered most.

Archer always said he understood.

But that didn’t ease the guilt gnawing at my heart.

I pressed my lips together, reaching out to rub his hair before gently shaking my head. “Mama will stay here and play with you guys.”

“Really?!” His voice instantly brightened, excitement bubbling through every word.

I let out a helpless chuckle. “But… Mama can’t see.”

Before I could say anything else, both of them grabbed my hands and tugged me forward.

“It doesn’t matter,” Archer said without hesitation.

“We’ll guide you,” Claude added calmly.

“And we’ll be your eyes!” Archer declared proudly.

My throat tightened.

I smiled, letting them pull me along, my hands held securely in theirs. Even in the darkness, I wasn’t alone–because I had them.

And somehow, that made everything feel a little lighter.

While I was in the middle of playing with the kids–currently building blocks together and I rely on my sense of touch at the same time, listening to their voices that guides me where I should put the blocks and so forth.

Listening to their hearty laughter–especially Archer, who had been talking a lot ever since Agatha was gone, as if the restraint in him had finally broken while Claude was also there who would indulge him like a big brother.

I think the reason why Archer had improve much, stripping from his previous reserved, matured, and obedient side was because of Claude.

The corner of my lips raised raised, I couldn’t help but feel soft and happy at this situation. This is what I would like. For them to be carefree like a child and leave the troubles to the adults.

Besides, I’ve just learned that it wasn’t playing that they had been doing but after they would play, they would go to the small library and study.

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I was even planning on destroying that place, fearing that it might bring any traumas to Archer but Archer had said that he didn’t feel anything fear or scared about that place. Rather, he loves that he can read if he wants and stop when he doesn’t want it—he wants to be the one who will control with himself.

And hearing that Claude had said Archer wasn’t lying when he said he wasn’t traumatize or seen that place as terrifying. breath a sigh in relief and decided to leave it as it be per their instructions.

“Mama, you put the wrong block.”

I snapped back from my thoughts and took out the blook that I mistook–so that’s why it won’t go in because it wasn’t compatible.

“Here, mama.” Archer handed me the right blood, a square shape with six squares inside like a puzzle and I put it on the blocks we built.

And guessing from its built, it was probably a wolf.

“What else did you build before?” I asked, guessing that they already built from before especially at how they were good at it.

“Silly mama, this is our first time doing it,” Archer chuckled.

I looked at them in surprise, but then I couldn’t help but chuckle. “I see. As expected, our little ones were really excellent.” Archer laughed heartily while Claude just chuckled and went back to continue building the block.

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