Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 251: Scorched Kisses

Astrid's POV

A storm brewed in my mind, leaving me restless on the bed. The soft sheets offered little comfort as I pondered the conversation I had with the Vanessa.

For reasons I couldn't quite grasp, her words felt like a weight, a heavy stone pressing down my chest whenever I tried to make sense of them.

I couldn't point out what was wrong; nothing she said seemed out of the ordinary. Yet, the unease lingered. It gnawed at me, robbing me of sleep.

Adrenaline coursed through me, and I shot up from bed when a sharp knock suddenly interrupted my thoughts. My heart raced in response to the unexpected sound.

Glancing around my dimly lit room, I gathered my thoughts and took a few deep breaths to soothe the fluttering in my chest.

I reached for the lamp, flicking it on to cast a warm glow across the space. Guided by its soft light, I made my way to the door, wondering why someone would come knocking at my door at this time of the night. "Is there " I began to speak as I swung the door open, but my words got caught in my throat when my eyes met Killian instead.

My breath hitched as he towered over me, his presence imposing and intimidating. The warmth of my room seemed to retreat in the face of his intensity, and for a brief moment, I was captivated by the way his gaze held me, a magnetic pull I couldn't resist.

A shiver ran down my spine when his eyes trailed downwards, spreading heat through my skin. Following his gaze, heat crept up to my cheeks as I realized where he was staring.

my thinnest and softest shirt for comfort and didn't bother to

with the delicate fabric draping over me, I still felt exposed. The

heart racing. Before the weight of our proximity could suffocate me,

to say, my voice steadier than I felt

over me. Instead of welcoming

mind was hazy, clouded by confusion and a rush of emotions that left me unable to think clearly. As the door clicked shut behind him, something deep within

I discussed with Damien," Killian spoke, his voice

tear his eyes off me. For some reason, felt pleasure in just the way his eyes regarded me, igniting a

to focus on his words, but the heat in the room made

I got married, Killian never consummated our marriage. I could still remember how pathetic I was as I waited for him in our bedroom after

it became a night of shame. Killian made me wait all

me as his wife. The

was the only time that he

that something happened between us. That same night is also when bore him

under the influence of the alcohol

I am barren without

What kind of wife had never served her husband? I was so pathetic that I took his

in front of me, sober and in control, I'm going to take back what's left of my