Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 228

Astrid’s POV

It has been a long and busy day; my body is worn out from engaging in endless conversations with the guests and walking around to accommodate everyone from the ceremony to the special banquet earlier.

I couldn’t wait to retire to my room and be alone. I thought I’d be overcome with sleep once my head hit the pillow, but unfortunately enough, my mind couldn’t stop buzzing from one thought to another, and I ended up laying on my bed, unable to sleep.

I had a nice warm bath to relax my body as soon as I arrived at my room, and then I wore my best, nice, and comfortable night clothes for a comfortable sleep, but it eluded me.

I have too many worries now that I’ve done step one of my plans. Giselle and Killian’s reaction to the truth kept replaying in my mind like a vivid film, refusing to let me rest.

This is just the first step. I haven’t even done anything yet. I’m too excited ti actually be able to do something.

I sat up on my bed and sighed. I’m getting tired of thinking of the same thoughts over and over again and overthinking the simple details to see through their minds.

Feeling trapped by my own thoughts, I abandoned my plan of sleeping and slipped into my soft robe, a comforting shield against the night.

I know nothing will happen to me if I continue to battle my thoughts on my bed. Sleep would only elude me even more, and my mind wouldn’t stop until I was able to change the trajectory of my thoughts.

Stepping outside, I welcomed the cool night air, hoping that a brief walk would quiet the thoughts swirling in my mind.

Everything around me has turned eerie and quiet in opposition to the bustling atmosphere that we had earlier.

I’m sure everyone has now turned asleep, completely exhausted after the long day, except for me.

That would mean I could be all by myself as I wanted and avoid the chances of meeting someone outside. My social battery has totally depleted, and I have no energy to engage in another small talk if I ever accidentally meet someone outside.

Before I could even walk out of the hallway and reach the staircase, my ears perked up when I heard a symphony of footsteps echoing through the dimly lit corridor.

My instincts kicked in; it was unusual for anyone else to be awake at this hour after the grueling day we’d all endured in the Pack, more so for a group of people to walk out the corridors.

Curiosity pulled me back, thinking that this might be some danger, especially since we also have outsiders staying in the Pack.

When I turned to look around, I saw Alpha Theron purposefully striding forward with a group of guards following closely behind him.

My eyes twitched lightly as I stared at their urgent expressions. Their footsteps were hurried, and a knot of concern twisted in my stomach. What could have happened?