Get Back The Abandoned Luna (Scarlett and Alexander) novel Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Scarlett’s POV

I woke from a dream where an octopus had wrapped its tentacles around me so tightly I could barely breathe. Whe opened my eyes, the first thing I did was push away this “octopus” just to catch my breath.

“You’re awake?” His voice was low and hoarse, and he wrapped his arms around my waist again.

“You almost killed me! Get off.” I pushed him, but he didn’t even budge.

“Go back to sleep. There, there.” He spoke in a coaxing tone, trying to get me to sleep again.

I rolled my eyes at him. “It’s already afternoon. I’ve slept long enough. If you want to sleep, get off me.”

he opened his eyes and looked at me. “You’re going to the courtyard?*

I nodded. “Yes. I’m go

im a few minutes to

ied off the bed, to re Nightshade’s a

Steel clashed, bog close, watching

The clang skepticis deserve

ay, I’ll go to the study.”

anged my clothes before I left him alone in the room and went to the court

and warriors shouted commands. I paused at the edge of the grounds, cloak pu al precision.

han the whispers I carried, but no less heavy. Fo dain. To them, I was Alexander’s discarded ma

ooked at me with for a place she didn’t

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g shifted.

ors, one–broad–shouldered, with a scar a

and bowed his head, just

and–no cheer or chant–j

head in return, forcing

meant a lot to

cent

rior. But it held more weight than applause.

tened.

ated with respect by people like them? Ever since I Und back… they had only looked at me with disdain,

my mind. It became normal to me, so much so that I

flicked to the warrior, then back to me. You gained their respect.

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Lucien stepped closer, his movements deliberate and controlled. His eyes held mine, as though measuring every crack in my composure. “Perception shapes power, little wolf. If they see you only through me, then your victories become mine. And you don’t want that.”

“No,” I admitted quietly, “I want them to see me.”

“Then let them,” he said. His hand brushed against the back of my chair, close enough that the wood groaned under his touch. “Step forward. Be more visible. Take the reins of Nightshade affairs yourself. Don’t just be beside me–stand ahead of me.”

The suggestion cut deeper than the rumors. My chest tightened. “You’d risk that? Your power for mine?”

Lucien’s lips curved faintly. “I’ve already risked more.”

The words sank deeper than I expected. His closeness pressed against me, his hand still resting near my shoulder, his breath brushing the edge of my hair. I could feel the heat of him, steady and unyielding, and for a dangerous moment, I wanted to lean back into it.

But pride stiffened my spine. I turned my head and met his gaze directly. “Careful, Lucien. If I step ahead of you, some might think you’ve been bewitched by me and lost your mind.”

His eyes glinted with something sharp, something that wasn’t quite anger. “Let them. I don’t need their opinion. I only need to know you won’t fall.”

The air between us thickened, taut as a drawn bow. My pulse betrayed me, quickening beneath his steady gaze. His hand shifted just slightly, brushing the curve of my waist before pulling back as if he’d touched fire.

I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding.

“Fine,” I said, forcing my voice to be steady. “Then I’ll show them.”

“Yes… that’s my little wolf,” he whispered softly in my ear, his eyes suggestive, making my breath hitch.

Damn, lethal.

-THIRD PERSON’S POV

Meanwhile, in the halls of Crescent Moon, the morning work hummed noisily, though Alexander paced in his chamber. tension heavy in every step. Kane stood at parade rest, his face expressionless.

“You’ve been watching there,” Alexander remarked. “What is she doing?”

Kane’s tone was careful. “She’s gaining quiet support. Nightshade respects her more openly than before.”

Alexander’s eyes darkened, his voice a growl. “She was supposed to be nothing without me! She was supposed to listen only

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