Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 269: Drugged

Astrid's POV

"It wasn't real," Killian insisted, his voice raw with desperation. "None of it was real."

I stared at him, disbelief burning through me like an unstoppable fire. His words "none of it was real" — echoed in my head, but I couldn't bring myself to believe him.

Not this time. Not after everything. He couldn't just say it wasn't real and expect the pain to disappear.

I scoffed, my jaw tightening as the anger simmered just beneath the surface, ready to spill over. "None of

it was real?" I repeated, my voice thick with frustration, laced with disbelief. "What, Killian? The dinner? The marriage? You can't just pretend it doesn't exist because you suddenly feel guilty!"

It was always the same with him. Killian, always trying to backtrack, always trying to explain things away as if a few desperate words could fix everything.

As if all the hurt he'd caused could vanish the moment he decided to acknowledge it. He didn't get to rewrite our history just because he couldn't face the consequences.

He opened his mouth to respond, but something shifted in him. His expression darkened, his eyes clouding over with an intensity I hadn't seen before.

Before I could even process what was happening, he moved toward me with a sudden force, trapping me against the wall with his arms.

I gasped in shock, my body tensing as his face came dangerously close to mine. His hand reached out as

if he wanted to pull me closer, but there was nothing tender or gentle in his touch.

His lips hovered too close to mine, his breath warm and

trembling as I struggled to make sense of what

raced at our proximity, confusion and

the sharp, unmistakable scent of him.

the one that had once brought me comfort, was overwhelmed by something darker. There was a heaviness

Immediately, I knew.

I breathed, the realization slamming

from the heat of him, but

is the second time he

been naive-stupid, even. I had let it happen. I allowed him to do whatever he wanted thinking

I helped him satiate it. But I won't do that again this time. I

it!" I pushed harder, my hands trembling as I forced him away from me, but it only seemed to fuel the

leaned in further, trying to close the gap between

me closer, and I

my ground, preparing myself. I wasn't that girl anymore. I wouldn't make

grip tightened, I've been

my chance to strike. Killian is way stronger than me and he has larger

head on

small pressure point on his neck. It was a move Drystan

way to

needed to. I pressed hard, my fingers finding the right spot, and for

caused by what I did. "Don't do this," I whispered, my voice breaking, though

to fight it, his body trembling with effort, but the drug had