Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 244

Astrid’s POV

The air was thick with unspoken words as we gathered around the table to eat our dinner with the clinking of cutlery punctuating the silence.

Killian sat at the head of the table digging in his food, minding his own business while Giselle sat across me, her tension palpable.

Each bite she took seemed laced with irritation. Her jaw were set tight as if she were trying to bite back her fury

The corners of my lips lifted sadistically as I watched the way her hands trembled slightly, betraying the calm facade that she’s showing to us.

She’s so annoyed and irritated that her anger is showing through her calm exterior.

The sparks in her eyes flickered with resentment and I couldn’t help but feel victory in her reaction.

I felt a twisted delight as I saw her struggle to keep herself in check. She’s frustrated, but she couldn’t do anything about it. I’m in front of her, eating at the same table as her, but she couldn’t even voice out her disagreements.

I couldn’t help but feel thrilled knowing how much my mere presence could affect her this much.

“I’m just curious, why is Astrid joining us for dinner?” Giselle finally broke the silence, her anger had gotten the best of her, failing in keeping her mouth shut. “I mean we could have had her food delivered at the guest house, after all.”

My eyebrow raised slightly when I heard her words. It seems that Killian forgot to tell her something.

Her words hung in the air, laced with genuine curiosity rather than hostility. Even if Giselle hates me, she will have to be careful around me especially in front of Killian.

Even if Killian loves her and he chose her over me, Killian won’t be able to choose the same decision now unless he is fine about facing the Shadowfang Pack’s wrath.

Killian leaned back in his chair, a serious expression settling over his face. “Actually, Giselle, Astrid won’t be staying in the guest house for the time being,” he spoke, his tone steady but careful.

Giselle’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, her fork pausing mid-air. “Oh? is that so?” she replied, a mix of confusion and irritation flashing across her features. “Where will she be staying then?”

Killian glanced at me briefly before continuing, his voice measured. “She’ll be staying in one of the vacant rooms for a while.”

Giselle’s jaw tightened as she processed Killian’s answer. “Well, what’s wrong about the guest house?” Giselle spoke in gritted teeth.