Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 319

Astrid’s POV

Killian’s arms wrapped around me, warm and secure, like a shield against the storm inside me.

For the first time in what felt like forever, I didn’t feel so exposed. His embrace was steady, strong, and I could feel the tension in my chest start to unravel as he held me.

His presence alone was enough to quiet the fears that had been raging in my mind, but it couldn’t drown out the truth that lingered between us — truth that had remained buried for too long.

He pressed his forehead gently against mine, his breath warm as he spoke softly, “You don’t need to worry anymore, Astrid. I’ve found a lead.”

I pulled back slightly, looking up at him with confusion. “A lead?”

Killian nodded, his expression darkening with seriousness. “The Pack that helped us… they caught one of the attackers as he was trying to run. He didn’t get far, and they managed to extract information from him.”

A pit of dread settled deep in my stomach. My voice barely came out as a whisper. “What did he say?”

Killian’s grip on me tightened, his jaw clenching as though he was bracing me for the worst. “He confessed. They were acting under Giselle’s orders.”

My blood turned cold at the sound of her name. Giselle. Of course.

Even now, after everything that had happened, she was still trying to tear us apart, still plotting our destruction.

“She’s behind this… again,” I whispered, my voice trembling with disbelief. “She’s already in the dungeon. I thought it was over.”

Killian’s face hardened with regret. “It should have been over. But she found a way. She ordered them to kill Ryker.”

His voice broke slightly as he continued, the weight of those words too heavy for him to bear. “She was trying to take him from us, Astrid.”

The breath was knocked out of me, the realization hitting me like a punch to the gut.

“Giselle… she wanted to kill Ryker?” My voice shook as I forced the words out, horror sinking in.

Killian nodded, his eyes shadowed with guilt. “Yes. And the poison they used on you — it came from her. They don’t even know what it was. She wanted you gone, and she was willing to do anything to make it happen.”

I felt a violent surge of anger and disbelief rising in my chest. Giselle. The woman who had been at the center of so much of our suffering, the woman who had manipulated and twisted everything.

She had tried to take away my son. My son.

“I should’ve dealt with her sooner,” Killian muttered, his voice cracking with guilt.

“I should have killed her the moment I had the chance. I should have seen what she was capable of, but I didn’t. And because of that, we’ve all suffered. I’m so sorry, Astrid.”