Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 190

Drystan’s POV

My heart raced as I approached the familiar borders of the Shadowfang Pack. After three long years, Astrid is finally coming home with me.

I waited for one year and then another two years to finally be with her in my Pack. I held on to her promise that she’d be coming back no matter what.

I have everything arranged for her in the Pack. The room where she would be staying was already waiting for her. I have also informed all the Pack members that she’s coming, and everyone is excited to welcome her.

For the past three years, the Pack had developed a lot, but even so, I wanted her to feel that nothing changed much since the last time she left. I don’t want her to feel out of place in the Pack and make her think that the three years were too much.

My smile deepened when I already saw Astrid waiting right at the Shadowfang Pack’s entrance. I wonder how long she has been standing there all alone, waiting for me. She must have been as excited as I was.

Last night, I couldn’t even sleep, thinking that she’d be finally staying with us. I could already practically see what it would be like to live in the same place as her again where I could see her every day and any time that I wanted to, and I no longer have to travel long distances just to meet her.

I pressed the car’s brakes when I finally arrived in front of her. She slowly lifted up her gaze when the car stopped in front of her.

My smile dropped when the smile I had envisioned on her lips was nowhere to be found. Instead, her expression was etched with a deep sorrow, her eyes downcast.

My world slowed down when I saw her expression as fear started to cloud my mind. Thankfully, the car windows were heavily tinted. Even a werewolf wouldn’t be able to see through it.

I plastered an excited smile on my face and pushed away all my thoughts before jumping out of the car. I shouldn’t be jumping to any conclusions yet.

My steps slowed as I approached her, a knot forming in the pit of my stomach.

Instinctively, I tried to reach for her hand, but she pulled away, her body radiating with guilt and shame.

“Astrid, what is it?” I whispered, my voice laced with concern.

I glanced around her to look for her bags so I could put them in the car, but there were none.

Astrid’s gaze finally met mine. My throat constricted when I saw the anguish that consumed her. “Drystan, I.” Astrid paused, her mouth agape without a sound coming out of her lips. “I’m not coming back with you,” she stammered, the words barely audible.

My world seemed to shift, the ground beneath my feet suddenly unstable. “What do you mean?” I asked as I tried my best to hold back my emotions.

Astrid’s eyes suddenly brimmed with tears that she was trying to hold back in front of me. My heart twitched as I witnessed how difficult this was for her.