Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 274

Astrid’s POV

A small smile tugged at my lips as I tilted my head back, gazing up at the moon above us. Its soft, silvery glow offered me a soft silence and peace that I really needed right now.

Wrapping my arms around myself, I shivered slightly as the cool breeze brushed against my skin.

I missed the late night walks that I used to have back at Nightsong Pack when my life was more free and easy, without any responsibilities to think about.

I was grateful Drystan had pulled me out of there. The bright lights, the endless chatter, I never liked those types of things. I always preferred the silence that loneliness offers than the noise of the crowd.

Finally, I could be out here in peace, I never liked attending any gatherings.

Out here, under the stars, in the quiet of the night, everything seemed simpler. I found solace in the calm that the night provided.

I glanced at Drystan, walking beside me, his smile easy and genuine. His steps were light, as though just being near me was enough to fill him with contentment.

He didn’t need to say it — I could feel it. His presence had always been a comfort, a steady warmth beside me. Even now, I could sense the quiet reassurance he offered without words, as we strolled in silence, the moonlight painting a soft glow over the path ahead.

The Silvermoon Pack’s grand estate loomed in the background, fading as we walked further from the noise and the people.

Out here, it felt as though the world had shrunk to just the two of us. Under the stars, beneath the moon, the weight of everything seemed to lessen, just for a while.

I had always found comfort in Drystan’s company, and it felt the same, even now.

“What are your next plans now?” Drystan’s voice broke the quiet, his tone soft but deliberate.

I blinked, pulled out of my calm reverie by his question. I hadn’t really been thinking about that lately, at least not as much as I should have.

I turned to look at him, catching the glint of anticipation in his eyes. “The birthday party is coming up soon,” he continued after a beat, his words slow and careful. “It’s the perfect opportunity… for revenge.”

Revenge. The word lingered in the air between us, sharp and heavy, and I felt a sudden discomfort in my chest.

I had thought Drystan called me out just to escape from the gathering and have some peace and quiet.

I thought he really just called me out to catch up as he said. But now it was clear he had something else on his mind — my plans. He wanted to talk about what I would do next, that’s why he called me out in private, away from prying eyes and ears.

I sighed, trying to shake off the strange unease that had crept up on me after the topic was brought up.

I had already laid out my plans, meticulously, piece by piece. I had thought I would feel eager to talk about them, to see them unfold. But now, standing here in the moonlight, I wasn’t sure anymore.