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.

come that woman

playing tricks on me. I blinked my eyes to clear

I could close my mouth, which was hanging open in shock, Astrid turned her gaze away

his reaction. Just like

step until she

eyes as she stared at Astrid. The pools

at me the way he is gazing at her right now. Not only is he the only person gazing at Astrid

statuesque figure. I felt infuriated by the aura

an entire room when I had always struggled to

always disregarded. Astrid is just a nobody. A

beautiful gown? That doesn't change her disgusting status and

as I watched the guests succumb to her

in luxury, people

to

QUMS

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

rage ignited within me when Astrid's piercing

eyes lingered on my husband, drinking in his handsome

lips curved into a subtle smile, a gesture that seemed to convey a familiarity