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.

I still confronted Killian once we were

me instead?" I asked, feeling the gossips wrap around me

a furrowed brow. "Didn't you hear the words they were saying about us?" My voice turned sharp, hurt

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

my fists,

that's why!" raised my voice, unable to hold back. "I know you still have feelings for Astrid. Now that her real

racing. "Tell me! Are

making his

in shock.

course not!" Killian's voice was firm, almost desperate. "I have no regrets. Ryker is the best thing that ever happened to me, and I wouldn't give him away for anything in this

and raw. Hearing him say Ryker's name, the way he spoke with such conviction sent a wave of despair crashing over

replaced me, carving out a space I would never fill. He is the only thing that is

care if he doesn't love me; I just want to be his wife and Luna,

you?" I whispered, my voice shaking.

I promised to

want to be married to me anymore?" I asked, my voice

and Ryker," he insisted, frustration evident. "I'm trying to remain loyal. You

trying to make this work,