Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 87: Survivavility

Killian's POV

My mind was blank as we rushed Astrid to the hospital. After she fell to the ground, our Pack warriors arrived to help us, and we brought her to the hospital as soon as we could.

I held Astrid's hand as comfort, and I never took my eyes off her as we rushed her to the emergency room.

My hands trembled slightly as I gazed upon her still form, her breathing faint and shallow as she lay on the hospital bed.

Her once steady rhythm of pulse now faltered as I pressed my fingers against her wrist, filling me with a growing sense of dread.

My eyes dart nervously to her abdomen. The swell is a stark reminder of the precious life growing inside of her.

The precious life that could also be mine.

I was taken aback when a nurse blocked me from my path, separating me from Astrid. I held my arm out to Astrid as the nurses continued to push her away from me and entered the emergency room. "Sir, you need to wait outside. No one is allowed inside the emergency room," the nurse explained to me when he saw my expression.

My shoulders slumped, and I opened my mouth to protest, but I stopped myself, knowing that they just wanted what was best for Astrid. It's best for Astrid if I do as they say.

I could only watch as the nurse turned away, disappearing through the swinging doors.

I just stood there dreadfully, with a sinking feeling settling in the pit of my stomach.

Drysta shouted, filling the

me by my collar as he forced me to

the emergency

cold, and his hold on my shirt loosened. He took a

she?" Drystan asked me. His Adam's

us only heightened the sense of dread coiling in the pit of

critical condition," I answered him,

going to be okay? What about the child? Is he alright?" Drystan asked

surprised by the way he addressed Astrid's child; it seemed like the life inside of her wasn't his at

to handle it if her unborn

around,

with him. I'm not

blood that has poured out of her body, it's highly unlikely

him as my silence shattered his resolve. "I shouldn't have brought her to your Pack. I should have said no to her.

brows furrowed as I remembered how I found Astrid

that she

glanced at Drystan, watching as he blamed himself

couldn't think of anyone who would want Astrid dead. Nightsong Pack doesn't have any

own Pack. Who else would Astrid have offended

when I remembered how suspicious

meet with Giselle and