Ch. 211..215: Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 211-215

 

Chapter 211: Future Mates

Giselle's POV

My arms around Killian tightened as worry gripped my heart. All I could think of was how I could pull him out of there without making me look disrespectful and weird.

What is Damien thinking of?! Is he going to expose me? If he does, then Vanessa will find out that he had a child with me and that he lied to her about it.

I don't care if they divorce because of this, but I can't afford to lose the Luna title if my secrets were exposed.

"Killian, I-" my words were cut short when Damien glanced at me.

He pinned me down with his gaze, silently questioning what I was so scared of. I didn't say anything more when Damien did not add anything else to his words.

What are Killian and I even doing here with them? Why is Killian so interested in their child, and why did he even call me here?

Is it because he knows something?

My eyes snapped to him in fear as soon as I had this thought. I looked into his face, trying to read his thoughts.

"I have an only son named Ryker and he will be the future Alpha of our Pack," Killian replied. "Well, isn't this great? I have a son and you have a daughter and both of them are the same age."

My eyes widened when I realized what Killian had actually been thinking the whole time.

I thought he was suspecting something. I'm so relieved that wasn't the case. It turns out that the reason why Killian is so interested in Damien's child is because he takes Hazel as a potential mate and Luna as his son.

I froze as I thought of that possible. What if Hazel is Ryker's mate? Wouldn't that mean I could still be a mother to Hazel and I could still have the chance to be close to her?

Damien instantly shook his head as soon as he figured out where Killian was going. "As for that, it's not for us parents to decide," Damien answered in a clipped voice.

I knew Damien wouldn't want this. He would never want his daughter to be anywhere near me. I've done so many bad things, making me undeserving of being anywhere near my child.

"Of course, of course. It's not for us to decide, nor the children's. It's up to the moon goddess herself," Killian agreed.

Damien fell silent, unable to think of a counter-argument.

"For sure, the moon goddess already had someone planned for them," Killian added after a pause.

"And what makes you sure that it would be your son?" Vanessa, who had been welcoming towards Killian, suddenly turned hostile towards us, sharing the same sentiments as Damien. Vanessa hates me, and I'm sure she would rather die than have me as a part of her family. She would never agree to let her daughter marry a person that carries my blood.

She has no idea that the child she's taking care of and calling her own daughter is actually my own flesh and blood.

Killian was taken aback by Vanessa's reaction. He was surprised that they wouldn't like this idea. After all, Killian thought that we lived a good life when I was still living at the Crimsonbane Pack. He thought all of us were close to each other. He has no idea of what really happened there.

"Our Pack owes you a lot for taking care of Giselle She once lived in the Crimsonbane Pack and you saved her life. Our families are more than just friends and our children were also born in the same year, so thought the moon goddess the same thoughts as I and think that it would be great if our Packs

iel

will have

unite together through marriage," Killian explained with pure

intentions.

A laugh escaped Vanessa's lips after hearing Killian's words. Killian's eyes shot towards her, wondering why she was laughing.

"Killian, it's too early to talk about these things," I spoke up and pulled his arm to distract him, successfully grabbing his attention. "Who knows what the moon goddess is thinking?" Killian glanced at Vanessa, who was trying to fix herself.

"That's right. You sounded so confident that the moon goddess would chose our children together," Damien chuckled harmlessly.

I let out a small laugh. "As a father, he values his son so much."

"I've heard something, but I didn't paid much any attention to it. Is it true that Ryker has autism?" Damien asked.

Vanessa's mouth formed the letter "o" when she heard her husband's words.

Killian stilled. "It's true, but he's undergoing therapies and getting all the necessary treatments. He is getting better everyday. Although he has autism, he's very smart. I'm sure he would be the most brilliant Alpha someday."

"Autism? I've heard humans having that, but for a werewolf... I didn't know that could also be possible for us," Vanessa spoke in concern.

Killian sighed. "Well, so far Ryker's autism is not that deep in the spectrum. However, we cannot tell if this would have an effect on his wolf because he still haven't met his wolf yet."

I placed a hand on Killian's chest to ease his worries. "Don't worry, Ryker is getting all the treatment. The Doctor had said that Ryker's autism is different from the others, his might be cured."

"I hope you are right. I really feel bad

for the innocent child who had to face the wrath of the moon goddess because of the sins of his parents," Vanessa spoke with genuine

concern while shooting off H

at us.

 

Chapter 212: Eavesdropper

Astrid's POV

I almost choked in surprise when I heard Vanessa's words. I was just about to take a sip from my glass of wine when Vanessa blatantly said those words without even a bit of fear in her. I chuckled softly as I took the table napkin in front of me and softly dabbed my lips clean.

I had been secretly eavesdropping on their conversation the whole time. I remained close to their table, just near enough to hear what everyone was saying without them noticing me.

I was curious. I wanted to find out what their relationship with each other was, and now I finally found the answer that I was looking for.

It turns out I was right; Giselle used to live in the Crimsonbane Pack, which means she had a connection with Damien and Vanessa. However, there's something off between them.

There is certainly that hostility and tension going on between them, and judging by Vanessa's words just earlier, Giselle must have done something bad in the Crimsonbane Pack for Vanessa to hate her that much. I just wonder what that is.

"Autism is a complex neurological condition, and it's never anyone's fault," Giselle answered in a calm voice, which surprised me.

When did Giselle ever feel calm after receiving an insult? Giselle is a person who has never backed down to anyone. She's someone that you cannot mess with.

Yet, she was able to deflect Vanessa's insults just now without even feeling aggrieved about it.

My back straightened when something clicked in my head. I think Giselle had finally found her match.

She was so ruthless when it came to me, but to Vanessa, she couldn't even give her a comeback.

The moment that Giselle's eyes landed on Vanessa and Damien, I already sensed something different about her. She looked more afraid and fragile before them as if they could devour her at any moment.

I've seen Giselle's ruthless and unforgiving side, but this is the first time I saw her feeling uneasy and unconfident. It's as if Vanessa and Damien had power over her.

Whatever that is, I'm sure it has something to do with the time when Giselle used to live at the Crimsonbane Pack.

It looks like Killian is unaware of it, or else he would have been too ashamed to call Giselle to meet the Alpha and Luna of the Crimsonbane Pack.

He would also be out of his mind to dare entertain the idea of his son and their daughter becoming mates in the future.

If Killian only had an inkling that there's tension between them, he would have never mentioned his idea of uniting their Packs together through marriage.

It seems that Vanessa and Damien are planning to keep things secret on Giselle's behalf.

If they had no plans of covering things up, they would have at least mentioned a thing or two to Killian.

Well, with Vanessa's words and temperament, it would be safe to say that Vanessa has the most grudge against Giselle, and she's most likely to tell me things Dwanted to know about her.

Fortunately, I had already formed a bond with her. All I had to do now was prove to her that she could trust me, and hopefully, that would be enough for her to spill the beans to me.

My eyes widened, and a smile formed on my face when I saw Drystan at the far corner of the venue with his eyes searching among the crowd. He must be looking for me.

I thought I wouldn't see him tonight.

The Nightsong Pack is not that far from the Shadowfang Pack, unlike all these other packs, which had to travel early to make sure that they would be here on time for the ceremony.

I wonder why Drystan traveled here tonight just to see me and if he could just travel early tomorrow and be there in my ceremony.

I stood up and approached him excitedly. The moment he saw me, his face instantly brightened, and he walked forward to meet me halfway.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.

It's already late at night, so he could have used his time to get a well-rested sleep in his pack.

"Can I talk to you?" Drystan asked me unsurely.

My brows pressed together when I noticed his troubled and unsure expression. "Why? What happened?" I asked him instantly as I wondered what could have possibly gone wrong.

"It's nothing like that," Drystan

assured me when he saw me

turning worried. Drystan looked around, his eyes landing on the crowd of people. "Can we talk outside in private?" he asked me pleadingly.

I nodded my head, wondering what he possibly wanted to talk about. "Sure," I answered. "I know a place, no one should be there right now."

I grabbed Drystan's hand and pulled him out of the venue towards the place that I was talking about.

Since Drystan wanted some privacy. The only place I could think of was the gazebo at the back of the garden. At night, it's very dark there, and no one passes by that area.

When we arrived, I dropped Drystan's hand and faced him. "What is it?" I whispered as I looked at his face, basking underneath a ray of moonlight.

I paused when I noticed the flush of his cheeks. He swallowed hard as he burrowed the hand that I grabbed in his pocket.

As I stared at his hand, I was reminded of the confession that he made just a week ago.

 

Chapter 213: Persuasion

Drystan's POV

I willed myself together as I stared at Astrid, who was standing in front of me.

"What is it?" Astrid breathed out in a whisper, wondering why I asked her to talk to me in private.

I swallowed hard as my mind went blank. All the things that I wanted to tell her, all the questions that I was hoping to ask her, had fully vanished from my mind.

I could only stare at her, not even remembering why I had called her out here.

"H-How are you?" I asked her the first question that came to mind.

I instantly felt embarrassed. I felt like I had just asked her the most stupid question I could possibly ask.

"I'm fine, but I don't feel excited as I ought to be," Astrid answered without judging the awkward mess that I was.

I watched as Astrid tilted her head to the side, her eyes deepening in thought.

The corners of my lips lifted in a small smile when I saw her falling into her usual mannerisms. Ever since I met Astrid, she has always been like this. When I ask her a question, she sometimes thinks deeply, and for some reason, I like watching her ponder something. "Why did you come here? What do you want to say?" Astrid suddenly lifted her chin up and asked.

I abruptly opened my mouth in surprise when Astrid suddenly pulled out from her thoughts and asked me a question.

I was intently observing her while she was deep in her own thoughts when she suddenly stared into my eyes and asked me a question.

My mouth bobbed up and down without a sound coming out. I tried to remember the words I practiced and memorized on my way here.

I even wrote a script to avoid this moment of being unable to say anything, but in the end, the scenario that I was trying to avoid still happened.

All I could think of was the reason why I visited Astrid tonight and pulled her out of here before her ceremony tomorrow.

I was hoping that if I were able to say the right words, Astrid could still change her mind and choose to live with me in the Nightsong Pack.

I wrote a script, I memorized the words, and I was ready to win her, but all those things flew out of my mind the moment I was here standing in front of her.

"Astrid," I began in a small voice as I thought of my words carefully. "Are you really sure about tomorrow?"

My question was nowhere in any of the scripts I wrote and the plans that I made.

Last time, when Astrid first brought up this matter, I told her that I would fully support her in whatever she wanted. I even told her that I was

willing to help her with anything that

she needed help with.

I promised her that I'd wait for a lifetime for her, and whatever she decides along the way, she can always expect to have me behind her back.

However, I now regretted saying those words. Not because they weren't true, but because while I was being true to her, I wasn't being honest with myself.

I'm angry at myself for choosing to be a martyr, for choosing to get hurt instead of fighting to have her.

I should have reminded her of her promise. I should have told her that I had waited for her for three years, and she couldn't make me wait another year without something to hold on to.

I came to her tonight because I'm hoping she could still change her mind.

"I've told you already, Drystan. I can't just forget my son. I can't just let them live happily while I'm still alive," Astrid answered with firmness in her voice.

"What's your plan?" I asked her. "There are many ways to have your revenge without having to do this."

"I need this power and influence, Drystan. In order to pull my revenge, Giselle and Killian have to realize that I'm someone they can't afford to mess with."

"What exactly are you planning to do, Astrid? I know you don't want to be related to your father in any way, yet you are willing to make this sacrifice," I prodded with my brows creased together.

Astrid lowered her head, unable to look at me. "Tell me Astrid. Is there anything I could do so you won't have to do this?" I asked her, hoping that she would let me help.

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. Everything that Giselle took from me, I would take back one by one in the same way she took everything from me," Astrid answered in a cold voice.

My eyes widened. "Y-You'll-," I stammered, I couldn't even finish my sentence.

Giselle seduced her husband. That's how she stole everything from her. If she's going to do things the same way Giselle did, then...

"Astrid, this is dangerous. You're playing with fire. What if you hurt yourself again?" I warned her.

"I've learned my lesson, Drystan. I promise you, I won't get hurt this time," Astrid answered confidently.

"And what if Killian took the bait? What if you successfully won his heart and decided to get back with you again. What then?" I asked her.

The corner of Astrid's lips lifted into

a cold smile. Then I'll crush his

heart the same way he did mine. Not only that, but I'll also take the only special thing he has, the same person that he took from me."

 

 

Chapter 214: Formality

Drystan's POV

Jealousy seared through my veins at the mere thought of Astrid being in the arms of another man- and not just any man, but Killian, the person who hurt and broke her to pieces.

Just imagining Astrid and Killian romantically together is enough to drive me to the brink of madness; how much worse would it be if it's all happening in front of me?

Killian doesn't deserve Astrid, even if the feelings that Astrid is going to show him are fake.

Even though Astrid had already callously confessed to me that she was just going to do it all for revenge, I still couldn't take it.

Not just because I was in love with Astrid but also because I saw just how much Killian had destroyed her.

I don't want Killian to be anywhere near Astrid ever again.

I shook my head. I promised to support her with anything that she wanted. I'm willing to support her except for this.

"Astrid, are you sure you can do what you are saying? Killian had hurt you. Will you be able to take it in and pretend that you are still in love with him?" I asked her, hoping that she would also think what I was thinking.

"That's exactly what fuels me to do this, Drystan. Instead of love, hate will be my motivation. As I get reminded of how he hurt and broke me, I will use my hatred in winning his heart," Astrid answered without pause. She is really sure about this. "I know what you are thinking, Drystan. As I said I've fully thought about this. I had made my decision," Astrid repeated once again.

"You don't have to do this. If you want revenge, I can do it for you. Just tell me how you want it done and I'll give it to you. You won't have to do anything, you just have to live the way you want," I tried to persuade her with desperation in my voice.

"I can't let you take my job from me. I suffered in their own hands. They must also suffer under mine. This has to be my own schemes, my own hardwork. I want them to remember how they ruined me and how I ruined them," Astrid muttered with deep hatred in her voice.

Astrid took in a sharp breath when I suddenly wrapped my hands around hers. "If what you want is revenge, I promise I can give you that. Do you want Killian to cheat on Giselle? I can hire a talented woman who could do that.

If you want them to experience losing their son, we can kidnap their son right now and kill him before they even know it.

If all of those things are not enough, I can send all my armies right now to annihilate the whole Silvermoon Pack. Just say the word Astrid, and I'll do it. You don't have to do anything."

Astrid looked at me with wide eyes, like I had gotten out of control.

"You don't have to go through all those work, Astrid. You don't have to sacrifice anything. You no longer have to wait to have your revenge," I pleaded with her, hoping that she would just take my offer. "That's too easy, Drystan... It's too easy for them," Astrid answered, making me fall speechless.

That's right; things were hard for Astrid. Things couldn't be easy for them.

I was taken aback when Giselle pulled her hand away from mine and took a step back.

"I have to leave, Drystan. Alpha Theron must already be looking for me," Astrid excused herself without looking at me. As she walked past me, I suddenly grabbed her hand.

"What if things didn't work?" I asked her. "What are you going to do?"

"Unless I breathe my last breath, I won't stop until I avenge my son as long as I'm alive," Astrid answered with eyes staring forward.

"What if Killian doesn't take the bait? Giselle is his true love. Even though they were separated for years, they still got back together. He even had a child with her. What makes you so sure that Killian would take interest of you?" I asked her not to offend her but to purely find out what her answer would be.

Astrid's eyes suddenly snapped at me. I was taken aback when her eyes narrowed, her stormy grey irises flashing with unmistakable annoyance as she fixed me with a piercing glare.

Her delicate features were tight, her brows furrowing in a way that made it clear she was far from pleased.

I couldn't tell if she was offended that I was questioning her ability or if she was offended because I said that Killian might not even be interested in her.

Before I could find out the answer, Astrid's eyes suddenly snapped away from me. A flicker of surprise and self-awareness crossed her features, and she quickly averted her eyes. Breaking the charged connection between us.

"You are right. I also thought about

that, but I wouldn't be this confident

for nothing,Astrid replied. "Just earlier I noticed something missing on Giselle," Astrid's gaze snapped back to me again. "Her neck is missing a mark. Although she's currently the Silvermoon Pack's Luna, Killian never marked her and

claimed her as his."

My brows furrowed together. Is that even possible? Can an Alpha give a Luna title to someone he has no plans of marking or claiming as his? Was their marriage just a formality?

"Whatever the reason is behind it, it

only means one thing - something

is wrong between them. Things

must not be the way it used to between them. I might use that as an opening to get in between them," Astrid answered, her eyes

no

sharpening with determination.

Chapter 215: Missing Dress

Astrid's POV

I sat in front of the vanity table as my attendants carefully did my makeup. I watched as their skillful hands placed paint all over my face, enhancing my features.

I stared awkwardly at the mirror, not used to having someone touching my face and doing my makeup for me.

When I was a Luna, I never had any attendants. I used to do all the work by myself, including some jobs that were supposed to be for Killian.

Although I was called Luna, I never felt like one. It always felt like I was just Killian's personal secretary. I felt nothing more than just a subordinate in the Silvermoon Pack. This is the first time I had someone serving me. As a person who used to serve, this felt very unusual.

"There, Miss! You look so beautiful, do you like it?" The makeup artist had a huge and proud smile on her face as she stood behind me and looked at me through the mirror.

My mouth fell wide open when I saw myself in the mirror. I fell speechless. I was literally staring at the improved version of myself.

This is my first time having full makeup on my face. As a person who trains and sweats every day, it was impractical for me to wear makeup.

Besides, I was too busy to learn anything outside Pack lessons. The only time I could wear makeup is when there are events where guests outside the Pack are invited.

Even then, I could only wear lipstick and blush, which were the easiest thing to apply. I had bought other makeup back then; however, I never learned how to use them. Somehow, I only looked like a clown whenever I wore more makeup than I should afterward. I guess a person couldn't be skilled in all things. I might be a great warrior and a leader, but I'm not great at things that women should naturally be good at.

"Of all the people I worked with, you are my favorite. You are naturally beautiful. You look like you are already wearing makeup even when you're not," she proudly told me.

I chuckled. "I couldn't be that beautiful," I answered. If I was really pretty, would Killian still fall in love with someone else?

"You are perfect, Astrid. Your skin is naturally even and flawless, there's nothing for me to cover. Your brows also looked so natural that I only used clear gel to groom it. Since this is a special event, I only applied makeup on you to give you that dramatic look," the makeup artist explained.

I remained silent, not knowing what to say. Since she's a professional, she knows what she's talking about. Meanwhile, I really don't have any idea about these kinds of things.

"All that's left is the dress, and I'm sure you are going to look wonderful," she added with a look of excitement on her face.

The dress should have come first before the makeup. I already ordered someone to bring the dress here, but she still hasn't come back.

The time was ticking, and the ceremony was about to start; we had no choice but to do the makeup first without even knowing what color my dress would be.

A knock on the door interrupted us. One of the attendants came to look, and after a minute, she came back in a hurry with a worried expression on her face. "Miss Astrid, the sewing manager is here. He wished to talk to you," she muttered with her head lowered.

"Sewing manager?" I asked, not knowing what that was.

"He said he is the person in charge of your dress. He says he has something important to tell you," she softly replied.

A knot formed in the pit of my stomach as I wondered what could be the problem. I already knew something was wrong when the dress didn't arrive on time.

Without the dress, how could I face all the guests? I would only be ridiculed. People would think that I'm an unwanted illegitimate daughter.

Before my thoughts could go down in a spiral, I took a deep breath and steeled myself together before standing up to face the sewing manager.

Since a problem was already made, all I could do was fix it to avoid the scary thoughts that I just had.

"Where is the dress?" I demanded instantly as soon as I met the sewing manager standing outside the door of my room.

"Miss Astrid, please come with me and I'll explain you everything," the sewing manager pleaded with his head bowed down.

My eyes turned cold as I pinned him

down with an intense gaze. If Alpha Theron found out about this, he wouldn't just be removed from his job. Hewould also be punished for dereliction of duty and for ruining the whole event.

Without the dress, the ceremony wouldn't be completed.

"If Alpha Theron found out about this-" My words were cut off short when the sewing manager suddenly lowered his head down to knee level and started begging. "Please Miss Astrid! Please have mercy on us!" He begged desperately, making me fall quiet.

My initial plan was to bring this matter to Alpha Theron so he could handle this problem. However, my heart instantly turned soft when he started begging desperately in front of him. Seeing his sincerity, how could I turn him down?

"Fine," I replied. "I won't bring this matter to Alpha Theron as long as you explain everything and be able to provide a dress that I could wear to the ceremony," I muttered out of mercy for him. en

I couldn't help but feel bad for him, knowing how Alpha Theron could possibly handle this matter and make things bad for him.