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.

this ceremony, there was a whole banquet waiting for us, an after-celebration for my introduction ceremony, which meant that I would have to meet those

back to when I made eye contact with Giselle. I couldn't forget how pale and horrified she looked when she saw me and realized

reaction was imprinted on the front of my mind, and I couldn't shake the

the other hand, Killian held a more complicated reaction. Unlike Giselle, it was hard to see through his

from the shock that was written all over Killian's face, there's nothing more

but there was nothing aside from the look of shock

hall, a hush fell over the crowd, and all eyes turned to me like moths

bothered to hold a conversation with me. I felt like an invisible person around them, just

only Vanessa who

to talk to me. She was the only person who was not judgmental enough to see me as a person

up for me while Giselle

Something had shifted among the guests. Everyone was looking at me with interest and fear

like they want to approach me and talk to me. However, they couldn't make a step towards me

last night, they ignored me and whispered those lies among

Giselle staring at me intently. I stared back at her as if challenging her

way she looked at me. Before, there was always hostility and hatred in her eyes

a look of a predator in them, as if she

as the other guests. She

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

my private space finally stepped

barely above