Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 302

Astrid’s POV

Killian took in a sharp intake of breath as if some realization had hit him. He doesn’t know, but I’ve always known.

Giselle had always been crazy enough to pull such tricks. She pulled that trick herself in front of me just to push me out of the Pack.

I know that she is the type of person crazy enough to inflict harm on herself just to get what she wants.

Damien’s voice faltered, his guilt clear as he relived the moment. “That’s when it all started. She threatened me, said if I didn’t do what she wanted—if I didn’t go along with her lies—she would kill my daughter. I was trapped.”

He turned back to Vanessa, his eyes pleading for understanding. “I never wanted to deceive you. I did it because Giselle left me no choice. She was ruthless, and I knew she would follow through with her threats.”

The room had fallen deathly silent. Giselle’s pale face stood out in stark contrast to the accusations.

Everyone was staring at her now, their disbelief turning into disgust.

The woman who had once carried herself with pride and power now looked small, her true nature finally laid bare.

The tension in the room became almost unbearable as Killian's eyes narrowed, his voice a low, controlled anger.

“So it was you,” he said, turning his gaze on Damien. “It was you helping Giselle all along.”

Damien’s face went pale, shame washing over him as he stood exposed. His shoulders slumped under the weight of Killian’s accusation, and he struggled to meet his friend’s eyes.

“Killian, I—I didn’t want to,” he stammered, but the words felt empty. “She left me no choice.”

Killian’s expression was a mix of hurt and disbelief. “I treated you like a brother, Damien,” he said, his voice cracking slightly. “I trusted you, not just as a friend, but as family. And this is how you repay me?”

The silence that followed was deafening. Damien’s eyes dropped to the floor, the guilt evident in every line of his face.

“I never wanted to betray you,” he whispered. “But she threatened my daughter, and I was trapped. I thought—” he faltered, unable to finish the sentence.

Killian’s eyes softened, a flicker of hurt crossing his face. “Don’t you trust me enough, Damien?” he asked.

“If you had told me, we could have solved things together. We could have protected your daughter. These lies wouldn’t have had to go this far,” he spoke, his voice carrying both disappointment and sorrow.

Damien fell silent, his gaze dropping to the floor as the weight of Killian’s words settled over him.

The guilt clawed at his chest for each mistake that he made. He had so many chances, but he made his choices out of fear.

He had let down everyone who cared and trusted him. His mate who loved and accepted him, and Killian who treated him as his own brother.

Even his reason of betraying them for the sake of saving his daughter, would never be enough to justify his actions.

He realized with a sinking heart, that Killian and Vanessa would have helped him, would have fought for his daughter’s safety if only he had confided in them.