Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 247: Resemblance

Astrid's POV

I left the scene after Killian dismissed me, granting me a short break to rest. I took a stroll at the Pack garden, a smirk dancing on my lips as I imagined the couple having their private argument.

Giselle was so foolish to challenge me without considering the consequences of her actions for the Pack. She's so fixated on herself that she fails to see the bigger picture.

She had placed the Pack in danger with her ignorant actions; of course, it would certainly earn her Killian's anger.

Lost in my thoughts, I stopped in my tracks when I spotted Giselle's son in the distance, being accompanied by his nanny.

Instead of taking care of her own son like a responsible mother should, Giselle handed that responsibility off to someone else, wasting her time stirring trouble for me instead.

Having nothing else to do, I approached them, a smile forming as I greeted the nanny and the little one. "Hello there! What a beautiful day to be outside," I spoke as I knelt down to meet the boy's curious gaze.

Ryker stared at me with wide eyes, not saying anything. His silence reminded me of the first time we met when I still had no idea that he was Giselle's son.

"Do you like plants?" I asked gently, hoping to spark some connection with him.

I was expecting a response, but he remained quiet, and his gaze remained fixed on me.

"Miss Astrid, please forgive Ryker. He doesn't know how to speak," Ryker's nanny spoke up for him.

Understanding washed over me, and I recalled the moment I had overheard Killian and Giselle's conversation with Alpha Damien and his wife. They had mentioned that Ryker has autism, which explained why he didn't respond as expected. "That's okay," I said softly, my voice filled with warmth. "Sometimes, you don't need words to share your thoughts."

at the flowers around us, hoping to find something to engage him. "Look at these beautiful daisies. They remind

glimpse of a small mark on Ryker's wrist. Curiosity piqued, I leaned closer and realized it looked strikingly similar to a birthmark I had a small,

his wrist. "You have a

I caught his full interest. For a moment, he seemed to comprehend the connection. Then, to my

smile and laugh with him. There was a slight breathiness to our laughter, and our heads both

on my right wrist and placed our hands side by side to show

up my wrist to show him

smile slowly faltered when I realized just how uncannily similar they looked. The heart-shaped mark on

I could see the wheels turning in his mind. The innocence of his

was fixed intently on our birthmarks, and a horrified look spread across her face. It was as if she had stumbled upon something she hadn't expected to see a realization

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Giselle still simmering in my veins. Her refusal to admit her mistakes

clenched my jaw,

her a clear warning: "Never offend Astrid again I hope she will listen this time and not let her pride overshadow

a war might have already broken out, and I would have had to deal with the

Packhouse to continue with the paperwork that I was dealing with when

my tracks and gazed at them. Astrid's laughter floated through the air, bright and unguarded, a

then, I heard Ryder's voice behind me, breaking the spell. "At

else except you. Even his own mother couldn't make him

as he listened to Astrid, and it struck me how much

his smile lit up his face - it

you think they look