Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 264: Burning Desire

Killian's POV

I sat at my desk, staring at the reports scattered before me, but the words might as well have been written in another language. No matter how many times I read the same line, the numbers didn't make sense, the words refused to stick.

I'd been at this for hours, trying to focus on pack matters-on the budgets, the patrol schedules, and the ongoing negotiations. All things that needed my attention, things I should care about. But no matter how hard I tried, my mind kept slipping.

Back to that night.

The night when everything had almost changed between Astrid and me.

I closed my eyes, the memory washing over me like a wave. I could still see her so clearly. The way her eyes softened, the flicker of something vulnerable and dangerous in her gaze.

The way her breath caught in her throat when our lips had come so close to touching. Too close. That

look in her eyes had shattered something inside me, and yet... I had still pulled away.

I could still feel the heat of her body pressed against mine, the moment when temptation had nearly swallowed me whole. I hadn't planned on anything happening that night.

Hell, I'd just gone to her room to update her on the latest discussion I'd had with Damien. It was supposed to be business, pure and simple.

But the air between us had shifted, the boundaries we'd always tried to hold onto crumbling under the weight of what had always been there.

Since that night, my wolf had been restless, growling at me, gnawing at the edges of my mind.

Every night, he bothered me, clawing at my thoughts, demanding that I go to her.

what I so desperately wanted. To stay away from her.

how much longer I

never have. Even after we married, I never shared her bed-not

one reason and one reason only: Ryker. Our son. The only thing that

she stood by my side, I never felt the pull toward her.

with lust or longing. She had always been...

Every night. It was like a fire inside me, one that never went out, no matter

when I'd see her, all I could think about was the night

couldn't forget the way she looked at me after I pulled away. Her disappointment

in her

to know. But I couldn't let it happen. Not

as I stared blankly at

of my thoughts, like it always did when I thought about her.

for it. But if I had the chance again... I'd still do the

about her. It's about everything else. The promises I made. The

a vow to Giselle, a promise that I would forget Astrid. That I would try to love Giselle as my wife,

I have responsibilities. And no matter how fractured things have always been between Giselle and me, I can't abandon that. I won't break my son's heart for

toward Astrid. It wasn't just desire. It was something deeper, something more dangerous. It is the kind of desire that

feelings started. It surely didn't start just now. It must have been there years ago, but I was too filled

And I sure as hell wasn't going to hurt my son just to satisfy something that could destroy

back in my chair, staring up at the ceiling. The guilt was like

enough to change my mind. Astrid deserved more than this

son... he deserved a father who would honor his promises, even if the marriage to

ran a hand through my hair, trying to shake the memory of her

looked at me