Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 73

Killian’s POV

I clenched my jaw as I burrowed my head into my hands, and I felt a headache starting to form in my head.

I have a lot of reports to read and papers to sign, but I couldn’t focus on the paperwork because of the uproar going on outside.

The Pack members were in an uproar. Their voices are raised in a cacophony of betrayal and anger as they all demand to see me and end my wedding with Giselle.

Outside, there was palpable tension as the Pack guards did their job and pushed back the Pack members to keep them from entering the house. There was no violence, just shouting and a lot of pushing.

The Pack members are unwilling to leave unless I go outside and show my face to them.

For some reason, my wedding with Giselle had been exposed. Someone leaked information that I’ve been making preparations for my upcoming wedding with Giselle.

I gave strict orders to keep this information a secret. I knew this was going to happen once the Pack members found out that I was planning to marry someone that is not even my mate.

I had intended to go along with my mother’s plan, which was to secure the support of other Packs first before I headed on to announce my wedding with Giselle. In this way, I could ensure the approval of my own members once I break the news.

However, the information was leaked too early, and I had nothing to face with the protests happening outside. I could only hide in my office and pretend that I couldn’t hear them.

I gave strict orders to keep this information a secret. Right after I found out that this secret had leaked, I ordered an investigation to be done instantly, but until now, we still haven’t found any leads yet.

A knock on the door steeled my thoughts. When I looked up, I saw my mother’s close confidante, the omega who was always with her. “Alpha Killian, Elder Luna Victoria wishes to see you in her room immediately,” she muttered softly with her head bowed down.

I sighed. She must be calling for my attention to handle the protests outside. This wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t rushed things.

She wanted me to marry Giselle before she gave birth, but it wasn’t even important as long as the time was right.

“Mother, you called for me?” I uttered as soon as I opened the door. I paused by the doorstep when I heard someone crying loudly inside.

“Killian, come in,” my mom replied as she extended her arm slightly, beckoning me to enter.

My brows furrowed slightly when I saw Giselle crying while sitting beside my mother. Her shoulders shook as she hunched forward, her face buried in her hands.

Muffled sobs escaped her lips, each one punctuated by a sharp intake of breath as my mom caressed her back soothingly to calm her.