Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 223: Return of A Friend

Astrid's POV

Alpha Theron gazed at me with a wistful look in his eyes, reflecting a tapestry of emotions within them after Andros had left, leaving only the both of us behind.

I shifted on my feet, feeling uncomfortable under his nostalgic gaze. He is staring at me with memories playing in his eyes.

And then, the corners of his lips curled slightly, like he had just woken up from a dream.

"Oh, Astrid. You've grown up so much already. Your dress really looks good on you," Alpha Theron muttered, confirming my thoughts.

He is staring at me the way a father does when he looks at his grown-up daughter while reliving past memories.

"I wish I was there to see you grow up. I wish I was really there with your mom," he whispered with pain in his voice.

A lump formed inside my throat when I heard his words. In the past, he had the option to fulfill those wishes he mentioned.

However, in the end, he still chose to leave us. It doesn't matter whether he regretted his decision or not.

The day he needed to make the crucial decision, the time that we needed him the most, he had set his priorities, and we weren't on top of them.

"Enjoy your day, Astrid," he spoke, his voice a gentle breeze carrying the weight of unspoken words.

I gave him a respectful nod, accepting his words gratefully. I gazed at him for a moment longer before I gracefully excused myself, stepping away, engulfed in my lonely silence yet again.

was a whole banquet waiting for us, an after-celebration for my introduction ceremony, which meant

couldn't forget how pale and horrified she looked when

of my mind, and I couldn't shake the

reaction. Unlike Giselle, it was hard to see through

was written all over Killian's

through his face, but there was nothing aside from the

fell over the crowd, and all eyes turned

night, none of the guests paid me any attention. No one even bothered to hold a conversation with me. I felt like an invisible person around them, just

was only Vanessa

and bothered to talk to me. She was the only person who was not judgmental enough to see me as a person according to those false rumors that were

who stood up for me while Giselle tried to

now different after the truth was out. Something had shifted among the guests. Everyone was looking at me with interest and fear at

talk to me. However, they couldn't make a step

mistress, and last night, they ignored me and whispered those lies among themselves while I was in

of the corner of my eye, I saw Giselle staring at me intently. I stared back

there was

them, as if she was ready to devour me. However, that familiar look in her

other guests. She

me, but before she could reach me, I was stunned when someone ran towards me and enveloped me in a

private space finally stepped back, I saw Nova's familiar face

I muttered, barely above a