Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 81

Nova’s POV

The party was filled with a bustling crowd of people, yet Drystan and I seemed to go unnoticed as the other guests around us mingled and chattered with each other while excluding us.

I felt like a fool sitting in the middle of a crowd of people where no one bothered to acknowledge us. I felt like we were just forcing ourselves into a place where no one wanted us.

My eyes flitted across the room. Wherever I look, I see familiar faces that used to talk to us and fill our ears with words we wanted to hear.

Now, those people have changed. They deliberately ignore us after we fall off in disgrace.

In the last gathering that we had, everyone was racing to have Drystan’s attention and get the chance to have a conversation with him.

Everyone was giving him praise for how he started and developed his Pack. They were telling him what a great man he was to accomplish such things and that they wanted to work with a man like him.

Drystan’s schedule after the Werewolf Assembly was filled for weeks with only appointments to meet with them and talk about agreements, transactions, and alliances.

Drystan worked hard to come up with an agreement that both parties would like and to make sure that everything would go smoothly.

When everything was finally settled, and he had already invested all his time and efforts, these jerks decided to cancel everything.

Without any proof, they immediately believe the rumor that Drystan and Astrid have been having an affair and that Astrid is carrying Drystan’s child.

Although Drystan had made Killian and Giselle believe it, it was baffling for me that the others didn’t bother to verify the truth of the rumors first.

These traitors don’t use their brains at all. As soon as the baseless rumor was out, they went along with the others and cut all the connections they had with us.

I gritted my teeth, and my heart burned in anger. I sat in the middle of the room, surrounded by people who betrayed us.

“Don’t mind them, Nova,” Drystan spoke to me, breaking the comfortable silence that surrounded us at our secluded table.

I looked at Drystan cluelessly. “What do you mean?” I asked him. I wasn’t even doing or saying anything.

“You keep on shooting them daggers with your eyes,” Drystan answered me, making me fall silent.

I didn’t realize that my thoughts had pierced through my facial expressions.