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.

to sleep, so I wore my thinnest and softest shirt for comfort

to visit me at this late hour. Even with the delicate fabric draping over me, I still felt exposed. The cloth felt more like

Before the weight of our proximity could

than I felt as I

over me. Instead of welcoming him in, I should have shut the door

rush of emotions that left me unable to think clearly. As the door clicked shut behind him, something deep within me sparked to

the plans I discussed with Damien," Killian

just a moment too long, unable to tear his eyes off me. For some reason, felt pleasure in just the way his eyes regarded

his words, but

marriage. I could still remember how pathetic I was as I waited for him

night. It should have been something memorable, but to me, it became a night of shame. Killian made

of our marriage after that, Killian never regarded me as

was the only time

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

the influence of the alcohol that consumed him, I didn't push

thinking that I am barren without knowing that it's only because Killian never shared my

had never served

going to take back what's