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

me. I blinked my eyes to clear them, but when I opened them, I saw Astrid staring right through

which was hanging open in shock, Astrid turned her

Killian to see his reaction. Just like me,

step until she

stared at Astrid. The pools

now. Not only is he the only

statuesque figure. I felt infuriated by the aura of power radiating off her and her confidence, which had

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

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

gown? That doesn't

seethe in silence as I watched the guests succumb to

in luxury, people

bother to bat

QUMS

when Astrid finally arrived in front. Her gaze swept across the room,

me when Astrid's

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

crimson lips curved into a subtle smile, a gesture that seemed