Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Giselle's POV

I gripped my glass tightly as I caught snippets of hushed conversations drifting through the air.

The banquet has almost come to an end, yet people are still talking about me and Killian. They are speculating that Killian is now regretting our marriage now that his ex-wife's identity has come to light. Their whispers gnawed at my confidence, and their words settled like a stone in my stomach, heavy and unsettling.

I glanced at Killian, who was standing a few feet away from me, talking to an Alpha. I'm sure he's fully aware of the whispers going on around us.

Even I, who didn't like their words, couldn't ignore them because of how much they were talking about us.

Even though Killian could hear them, he just wore a mask of calm, his eyes distant as if he had chosen to tune out the murmurs altogether.

This only added to my set of worries. He could easily stand up and defend himself to stop the rumors altogether. However, he chose to remain silent.

Is this because their words held truth in them?

Now that Astrid's real identity is revealed. Is he really regretting divorcing her and marrying me?

As the night wore on, their words continued to press down on me until the banquet finally concluded.

Killian looked visibly tired as we retreated to our room. His shoulders were hunched, and his eyes looked tired.

my insecurity, I still confronted Killian

Do you wish you hadn't married me instead?" I asked,

shouldn't be listening to those rumors. You shouldn't let those senseless gossips affect you," he said, glancing back at me with a furrowed brow. "Didn't you hear the words they were saying about us?" My voice turned sharp, hurt spilling over like a cup

piercing. "I just don't care about their opinions. I thought you knew me well

my

back. "I know you still have feelings for Astrid. Now that her real identity is

mouth to defend himself, but pressed on my heart racing. "Tell me! Are

his

in shock.

is the best thing that ever happened to me, and I wouldn't give him away for anything

lump formed in my throat, heavy and raw. Hearing him say Ryker's name, the way

name hovering like a ghost between us. Now, it felt like Ryker had replaced me, carving out

to be his wife and Luna, to

what am I to you?" I whispered, my voice shaking. "Just someone

in his eyes. "You're my wife, my Luna. I promised to be the best husband I could be, especially after

asked, my voice barely above a whisper as I

for you and Ryker," he insisted, frustration evident.

to make this work,