Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 123: Refined Woman

Giselle's POV

I sat on the balcony, the warm afternoon sun dappling on my face as I bent over my sketchpad.

A small smile played on my lips as I delicately guided the paintbrush across the paper, coaxing the vibrant hues of a delicate orchid to life.

With each gentle stroke, the petals unfurled on the page, their delicate leaves and subtle gradient of colour emerging under my skilled touch.

I lost myself in the rhythm of my movements, the brush dancing across the surface, creating a serene and beautiful image.

But as time passed by, my smile slowly faded, replaced by a furrowed brow and a growing sense of dissatisfaction.

With a frustrated huff, I pressed the bristles of the brush against the paper, covering the entire drawing with black pigment.

"Luna, it was so beautiful. Why did you stop?" The omega beside me asked, who was also one of my attendants.

"I don't like it. It doesn't look like an orchid at all. It looks like I am drawing chives," I rolled my eyes as I sat back on my chair with disappointment.

"That's not true. I wasn't thinking of chives while you were drawing at all. I haven't seen anyone who can paint as good as you in this Packhouse, Luna," the omega replied.

"Of course, you would appreciate such a lousy drawing. For an omega like you, how could you possibly appreciate the great arts when you have never even seen them," I raised an eyebrow in annoyance.

draw a perfect circle even if she

eyes turned to her in

never dance with her stiff figure," she told me with confidence. "Is that so?" I asked

I'm sincerely telling the truth. Astrid is more like a man. Not only that, but I also heard that scars filled her body because of her job and her training. It's

her words with a fan pressed to my mouth. "Of course, Killian won't be attracted to someone that as manly as him. Maybe he is disgusted with her body; that's why he never shared a room with

Luckily, I came back for him, or

mate. Even the Elder Luna was heartbroken for her son. There wasn't a

downwards. "I can't imagine how hard

what I call Killian's

by your drawing earlier. I couldn't wait to discover more of your talents." I softly chuckled, tickled by her praises and compliments. "When I was young, I used to dance in public, and people say that I'ma good singer too," I spoke with

fell open in awe.

Alpha Killian's heart by your

Kon

it! It's only because I take care of my own skin that I never had scars

laughed at my

then I'm sure he would never let

rushed in with excitement written all over her

again?" I asked her in

she answered with a wide, infectious grin spread