Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 270

Astrid’s POV

I moved quickly through the dimly lit hallways, my heart thudding inside my chest with each step.

I kept close to the walls, my eyes constantly scanning for ay signs of movement.

I had to make sure that no one sees me sneaking around. The last thing I needed is for someone else to find out what happened to Killian or question why I’m sneaking outside my room in the middle of the night.

My breath came out in short, shallow bursts as I neared the Omega’s quarters. Thankfully, their quarters remained the same room. So it wasn’t hard to look for them.

When I finally reached the door, I knocked softly, barely a sound, but it felt like thunder in the silence of the night.

My palms were clammy, and I glanced over my shoulder again, making sure no one had followed me.

It would be suspicious if someone caught me here right now.

Finally, the door creaked open, reveailing a young Omega woman. Her eyes widened when she saw me standing there.

“Miss Astrid!” she exclaimed in surprise, her voice louder than it needed to be.

I froze, panic flaring up inside of me as I pressed a finger to my lips. “Shhh!” I hissed, glancing nervously down the hallway to see if anyone overheard.

The last thing I needed was someone coming to investigate why I was here, knocking on the Omega’s door in the middle of the night.

The Omega seemed to realize her mistake and immediately dropped her voice to a whisper. “I’m sorry, Miss Astrid! What are you doing here?” She asked, confusion still etched on her face.

It was highly unusual that I came all the way here knocking to their room at the middle of the night.

I leaned in closer, keeping my voice low and urgent. “I need to find Anya. Is she here?”

My eyes darted behind her, hoping that she could point me to who Anya is. The Omegas share one room together in their quarters. I have no idea what she looked like. I only know that she is the only person that could help me right now.

The girl blinked, surprise flickering in her eyes before she spoke again. “Miss Astrid, I’m Anya.”

I froze, feeling embarrassed for not recognizing her. Relief washed over me when I finally met her, but the urgency of the situation quickly returned.

Killian is lying unconscious in my bedroom with the drugs still taking effect on his body. There’s no time to waste here. We have to do something before anyone realizes that Killian is missing.

“Anya, is it okay if we talk outside?” I asked, glancing over her shoulder at the other Omegas inside the room who were now looking our way with curiosity evident in their faces. “Please I need to tell you something in private.