Get Back The Abandoned Luna (Scarlett and Alexander) novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217 Love Over Fear

Chapter 217 Love Over Fear

Scarlett

I couldn’t help but raise abrow at her.

Just moments ago, she had been laughing and teasing Kane without restraint. But now-

She was sitting stiffly, legs pressed together, biting her nails while her brows knotted tightly.

She was clearly shaken. Her legs were shaking clearly looking worried about Draco’s arrival after half a month of not trying to find Kathleen that made her worry about her.

After all, for half a month that they haven’t seen each other–or more like when she had decided to ran away, signing the bond severance that she regretted once she sobered up, she had thought that maybe her mate–Alpha Draco–had finally given up on her which was the reason why he never visited her.

Plus the fact of the constant pressures and expectations that his pack had set for her who had just lost her child… it was hard for her to continue to stay there, not just about her Alpha too.

“You don’t want to meet him?” I asked gently, drying my hair with the towel I turned toward her.

Kathleen’s teeth sank harder into her nails before she finally answered.

“I don’t want to…” Her voice trembled. “I’m scared.”

She lifted her head and looked straight at me. Fear swam in her eyes–raw and unhidden.

“What if he’s here to tell me he signed the divorce papers?” she whispered. “What if he agreed?”

The air in the room shifted.

I stopped drying my hair.

For someone like Kathleen–bold, fiery, fearless-

This was the one thing that could undo her.

I stepped closer and crouched in front of her, gently pulling her hands away from her mouth.

“If he signed them,” I said softly, “he wouldn’t have come here.”

I let the words sink in.

“Draco isn’t the type to send closure through paper. If he accepted it, he would’ve let you go quietly.”

My thumb brushed against her knuckles.

“But he came in person.”

I tilted my head slightly.

“That alone tells you everything.”

Her breathing hitched.

Sometimes, love doesn’t chase you to end things.

It chases you because it refuses to end at all.

“And what would you do now?” I asked, walking towards the nearest dispenser, putting water on the glass and gave it to her who was pale as paper.

She accepts the glass of water, gulping down from it before giving it back to me.

“I…I don’t think I can face him,” she said softly, pressing her lips.

I raised my brows, sighing. “You don’t think you can face him? Or you just don’t want to face him?”

She groaned, rubbing her face with both of her palms. “I… I don’t have the courage to see him.”

I walked toward her and gently patted her head.

“If you don’t want to meet him, then don’t,” I said softly. “Your feelings matter. You don’t have to force yourself just because he’s here.”

She looked up at me, eyes rimmed red, lips trembling. “Can I really do that?”

I let out a small chuckle and nodded. “Why wouldn’t you be able to? It’s not his decision whether you’re ready or not. He can’t force you.”

Silence settled between us.

Chapter 217 Love Over Fear

Kathleen hugged her kneca tighter, staring at the floor as if it held answers she couldn’t find.

hon. Lan you tell him I don’t want to meet him?” she asked quietly.

Tsmiled gently and reached out to pull her into a hug, patting her head the way I used to when we were younger.

“I will,” I promised: “Don’t think too much. If he truly understands you, he’ll respect it. And if he’s patient enough to love you, he’ll be patient enough to wait”

Her body trembled as tears slid down her cheeks.

“Am I being unreasonable?” she whispered.

I tightened my arms around her.

“No,” I said firmly. “You’re protecting him and your heart, besides, you’re not ready yet. That’s not unreasonable.”

I pulled back slightly so she could hear the certainty in my voice.

“You went through pain–in depression because of what you have been through. Both of you. You watched him suffer in silence and do his best for you and you feel guilty about it–there’s nothing wrong with both of your feeling. You have your own reason for leaving–it’s not that you left because you don’t love him or blame him, you left because you thought that would be best for the two of you.”

I paused, locking an eye with her. “It’s what you see that is the best for you and his mind and heart. To take a breath, to calm down, to process everything, and once you both are ready to start over again–then that’s the time that both of you would decide whether to continue the relationship or not.”

I brushed her tears away with my thumb.

“Healing takes time,” I said gently. “And if you chose to heal away from him–because staying also affected his physical and mental health–then you don’t need to feel guilty for that.”

I kept my voice steady, grounding.

“When you’re ready… when you decide you can face him again, that’s when you meet him. Not before.”

Her fingers tightened around my clothes.

“What if…” her voice cracked, her breathing uneven, “what if he finds someone else while I’m still healing from losing our

child?”

Her body trembled harder.

I pulled her closer as she buried her face into my neck, her sobs muffled against my skin.

I rubbed her back slowly, patiently.

“He won’t,” I whispered.

She tried to shake her head, but I continued softly.

“Words can lie. But eyes don’t. Actions don’t.”

I leaned back slightly, enough for her to hear the certainty in my tone.

“The way you described him… the way he carried both the pack and you for eight months without breaking… the way he silently grieved but still chose to stand beside you…”

1 brushed her hair away from her face.

“That kind of devotion isn’t shallow. It’s not temporary. It’s not replaceable.”

I met her gaze.

“He loves you deeply enough to ruin himself for you. And men like that don’t look elsewhere just because love becomes difficult.”

I pressed my forehead gently against hers.

“If he does choose someone else, then he was never the Draco you believed in.”

“But if he truly is the man you described… then he’s still waiting. Not for another woman.”

“For you.”

I stayed beside her until her sobs slowly faded into uneven breaths. Eventually, she leaned back against the sofa and wiped her tears away with the back of her hand.

Her eyes were swollen–so puffy she genuinely looked like a startled frog. “You’re smiling–are you laughing at me?!” she accused, pouting dramatically.

Chapter 217 Love Over Fear

This time, I didn’t even try to hide my laugh.

You really shouldery less,” I teased. “You’re such an ugly crier”

Before she could explode, I leaned forward and gently pinched her cheeks.

“A gorgeous woman like you fooks far better smiling and laughing than crying”

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