Alle Kapitel von Get Back The Abandoned Luna: Kapitel 191 – Kapitel 200

ScarlettAfter 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—&rdqu

ScarlettWe have arrived at the training ground. The three of us.I didn't forget to wear a cap—well, it was Lucien's cap which he had used yesterday when he disguised himself to get us, especially that the training ground is hot and it's sunny right now, my eyes cannot afford to be hurt by the sunlight.Since Archer had declared he wanted to train to become strong along with Claude, I had suggested to them if they want to train to the training ground where they can watch the other warriors train, and they might also gain insights from it.After suggesting it, Archer and Claude had taken my hand, saying that they don't want to play anymore and wanted to go to the training ground.It was their first time going to the training ground—especially Archer.Back then, fearing that Archer might feel bad for the losing opponent or fear seeing them punching each other or fighting each other even if it's just a friendly match, Lucien and I had decided

ScarlettWhile everyone was in the training, I couldn't help but do the same. They tried to stop me earlier for fear that it will hurt my body especially that I'm still in my recovery process.Honestly, my whole body feels good and I have been recovered fully except for my eyes that remained the same and there were no signs of it recovered.“Are you sure you want to train?” I snapped from my thoughts when I heard Kathleen's voice, who was jogging with me.I let out a heavy sigh. “Yeah. After all, the enemies were swarming everyone and who knows when they would decide to infiltrate the Nightshade.”I paused and heavily added. “Honestly, I'm the one who seemed the weakest here and needed protection.”“Don't say that,” Kathleen says, her voice was rough. “No one thinks that way.”“The enemies do,” I calmly answered. “That's why I have to get used to this darkness, sharpened

ScarlettI let the cold water cascade over my skin, washing away the sweat and grime that had clung to me after the friendly matches.I scrubbed every inch carefully, making sure the sticky, uncomfortable feeling was gone. The soap lathered over my body, warm and soothing, while I massaged a generous scoop of shampoo into my hair, working it through thoroughly before rinsing it clean with the cool water.After I was done bathing, I took the towel and wrapped it around my body before I left the bathroom, heading straight to my wardrobe and took out something to wear.I fiddled the clothes with my hands before choosing what to m wear. A loose shirt and pants. As for the color and what it looks like, I can't imagine either.Usually, it's Lucien who would choose something for me to wear and would help me wear it on my body and since he wasn't here—I just chose something random in my closet.I raised my hand, couldn't help but touch the blindfold Natas

LucienDay TwoIt had been two days since my little wolf fell asleep.I checked on her constantly. Yesterday, her entire body had been burning as if it were about to burst, and the sight of it had sent me into a panic I hadn’t felt in years. I summoned the physician to examine her, desperate for answers, but even she couldn’t diagnose what was wrong. All she could suggest was wiping her body with a cold towel to help bring down her temperature.So I did.Once. Twice. Six times—maybe seven. I had lost count.Every time her temperature rose abnormally, I wiped her down again. I didn’t allow anyone inside the room.Not even the children.Now, two days later, her condition has improved slightly. She was still hot, still running a fever, but it was no longer like yesterday—when her body felt as though it were boiling beneath my hands.My gaze settled on her sleeping figure. Her face was serene, peaceful, completel