Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 256

Astrid’s POV

Stepping outside, I took a deep breath of the crisp air, letting the coolness wash over me. The sun hung low in the sky, casting golden rays that danced through the leaves, but my mind was elsewhere — fixed on Drystan.

I wonder why Drystan didn’t show up yesterday. Aside from Alpha Damien and his wife, Vanessa, Drystan was also invited to attend the meeting with us.

I even spoke to Killian and convinced him to include Drystan in his plans. The Nightsong Pack had developed so much through the years with the support of the Shadowfang Pack. Their support would lessen the chances of the rogues winning against us.

I was worried when Drystan didn’t come yesterday. His absence felt highly unusual, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something must have delayed his journey. Probably, he would arrive by now.

Knowing Drystan, I’m certain that he wouldn’t miss the chance to come here. I just wish he had informed me about any delays; it would have eased my worries.

With every passing minute, my anxiety gnawed at me. As I paced the garden, my concerns mounted, the weight of uncertainty pressing heavily on my chest.

I even reached out to Nova, but she still hasn’t responded. I can’t help but wonder what was causing the delay — or if they were in danger.

My gaze drifted to the horizon, admiring the garden’s scenery. In that fleeting moment, my gaze caught a glimpse of a small figure crouching by the pond, dangerously reaching for something floating on top of the water.

My heart skipped a bit. A rush of instinct propelled me forward. Aside from Ryker, there was no other boy living in the Packhouse except for him.

“Ryker!” I shouted desperately, hoping to steal his attention and pull him away from there. “Ryker! Get away from there!”

My heart raced in fear. I couldn’t let anything happen to him.

Before I could reach him, Ryker suddenly lost his balance and fell into the pond. “Ryker!” My scream shattered the air as I leaped in after him.

Although the pond is shallow, reaching just my chest, with Ryker’s short height, he could still drown.

Panic surged through me as I struggled against the icy water to save him. The chill seeped into my bones, but I pushed through, desperate to save him.

“Help! Help!” A voice rang out, pulling my attention momentarily. When I looked up, I saw Ryker’s nanny frantically calling for assistance.