Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 304

Astrid’s POV

My legs wobbled, and I felt myself collapsing under the weight of the revelation. But before I could hit the ground, Killian’s arms wrapped around me, steady and strong.

He pulled me close, catching me as I broke down. “I’ve got you,” he whispered, his voice soft and soothing against my ear. “I’ve got you.”

I buried my face in his shoulder, the tears spilling out uncontrollably as the emotions I had suppressed for so long came crashing down.

He held me tightly, his embrace warm and secure as my sobs wracked my body. All the years of pain, the longing, the grief—it all poured out of me, and I couldn’t stop.

Killian’s hand moved in slow circles on my back, his touch gentle and comforting.

“It’s okay,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “Cry if you need to. I’m here.”

I clung to him, the warmth of his body grounding me as the storm of emotions raged inside.

I could feel the strength in his arms, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against mine, and for the first time in so long, I felt safe.

I let myself cry, my tears soaking into his shirt as he continued to hold me, whispering words of comfort.

But as I quieted, another emotion stirred within me—a burning hatred. The revelation of Giselle’s lies struck like a dagger, and all the pieces of my shattered past fell into place.

The years I spent aching, longing for Ryker, all because of her. She was the reason I never got to hold my son when he was a baby, never saw his first steps or heard his first words.

Every memory I could have made, every moment of happiness I was denied—it was all because of her.

I was mourning for my son who was alive all this time.

I pulled back from Killian, wiping the tears away as my gaze locked onto Giselle.

My body trembled, not from fear, but from the loathing that surged through me. She had stolen everything from me. The life I could have had with Ryker — full of joy, laughter, and love — had been ripped away, replaced with an unending nightmare. All because of her greed, her manipulations.

I stepped forward, ready to make her pay for everything she had done, but Killian’s grip on me tightened when he noticed what I was about to do.

He stared into my eyes his own anger mirroring mine. “She will pay for this,” he growled, his voice a cold promise. “Giselle’s lies, her manipulation... it ends now.”

He raised his head, eyes like steel as he commanded the guards. “Take her to the dungeons. Giselle is to be arrested immediately.”

The guards advanced, but Giselle’s eyes darted wildly, panic evident as she realized her fate.

“No!” she shrieked. “You can’t do this! I am the Luna!”