Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 220: Identity Reveal

Chapter 220: Identity Reveal

Giselle's POV

The grand hall fell into silence when the massive wooden doors swung open, revealing a vision in crimson.

A woman glided into the room, the scarlet silk of her gown cascading around her like molten fire.

Every head turned in rapt attention, the guests utterly transfixed by her captivating presence.

The woman whom I still haven't recognized moved with a regal, almost otherworldly gaze, her every step fluid and purposeful.

The guests in the hall stood up transfixed; they had already forgotten about the Alpha lineage of the Shadowfang Pack. Their attention is now focused on the woman who has just arrived.

There was an undeniable aura of power that seemed to emanate from this woman, commanding the attention of all who laid eyes upon her as she carried herself with poise and confidence as if she had descended from the heavens above to grace us mortals surrounding her.

Who is this person? How come I haven't met her before? I, who had no interest in this ceremony whatsoever, leaned forward to steal a glimpse at the woman's familiar features.

Curiosity piqued me in the face of the woman's mesmerizing arrival. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as she neared the front seats, towards where we were until I got a full glimpse of her face.

A cold chill ran down my spine, and I felt the blood drain from my face. Gripping the delicate lace of my gown, I was suddenly awash with a whirlwind of emotions.

How come that woman

Astrid with wide eyes, hoping that my eyes were playing tricks on me. I blinked my eyes to clear them, but when I opened them, I saw Astrid staring right through

in shock, Astrid turned

reaction. Just like me, the shock was written all across his

Astrid's every step until she had

in Killian's eyes as she stared at Astrid. The

at her right now. Not only is he the only person gazing at Astrid with such intensity. Even the other guests in

into Astrid's statuesque figure. I felt infuriated by the aura of power radiating off her and

possible that she could effortlessly captivate an entire room when I had always struggled to command even a fraction of that

Astrid that I know is just a woman whose presence was always disregarded. Astrid

doesn't change her disgusting status and

to

in luxury, people

to bat an

QUMS

in front. Her gaze swept across the room, landing on the person

rage ignited within me when Astrid's piercing gaze landed on

helpless fury as Astrid's eyes lingered on my husband, drinking in his

curved into a subtle smile, a gesture that