Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 244: The Greater Good

Astrid's POV

The air was thick with unspoken words as we gathered around the table to eat our dinner with the clinking of cutlery punctuating the silence.

Killian sat at the head of the table digging in his food, minding his own business while Giselle sat across me, her tension palpable.

Each bite she took seemed laced with irritation. Her jaw were set tight as if she were trying to bite back her fury

The corners of my lips lifted sadistically as I watched the way her hands trembled slightly, betraying the calm facade that she's showing to us.

She's so annoyed and irritated that her anger is showing through her calm exterior.

The sparks in her eyes flickered with resentment and I couldn't help but feel victory in her reaction.

I felt a twisted delight as I saw her struggle to keep herself in check. She's frustrated, but she couldn't do anything about it. I'm in front of her, eating at the same table as her, but she couldn't even voice out her disagreements. I couldn't help but feel thrilled knowing how much my mere presence could affect her this much.

"I'm just curious, why is Astrid joining us for dinner?" Giselle finally broke the silence, her anger had gotten the best of her, failing in keeping her mouth shut. "I mean we could have had her food delivered at the guest house, after all." My eyebrow raised slightly when I heard her words. It seems that Killian forgot to tell her something.

than hostility. Even if Giselle hates me, she will have to be careful around me

he chose her over me, Killian won't be able to choose the same decision now

in the guest house for the time being," he spoke, his tone steady but careful. Giselle's eyebrows shot up

voice measured. "She'll be staying in one of the

answer. "Well, what's wrong about the guest house?" Giselle spoke in gritted

the surface. When I turned to look at Killian, I knew he already anticipated

Giselle's idea to keep me out of the Packhouse and she's getting angry because

temporary measure," Killian explained

like my presence here then I could leave," I interrupted, my voice sharp. "I'll tell my father that the Silvermoon Pack could handle

the

the charged silence.

hand shot out,

His expression was earnest, conveying the weight of the situation. Giselle's knuckles turned white as her grip on her cutlery tightened, her eyes glaring daggers at Killian's hand

maintained an emotionless facade, determined to make this difficult for Killian to arouse more of Giselle's

if I'm not

he interrupted, his tone firm yet softening. "As the Pack's Luna, it is Giselle's concern to protect the pack, and