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.

replaced by something raw-hungry. His lips hovered too

voice trembling as I

raced at our proximity, confusion and fear swirling inside

it hit me, the sharp, unmistakable scent of him. It was Killian, but not in the

comfort, was overwhelmed by something darker. There was a heaviness to it, an

Immediately, I knew.

I breathed,

against his chest, trying to get away from the heat of him, but his body was rigid, his

time he has

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

filled him with the same uncontrolled desire, and I helped him satiate it. But I won't do that again this time. I wouldn't let it

him away from me, but it only seemed to fuel the need

to close the gap between us, his breathing harsh and

found my waist, pulling me closer, and I could feel the heat radiating off

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

grip tightened, I've

chance to strike. Killian is way stronger than me and he has larger build compared to me. I

on

neck. It was a

a way to

I pressed hard, my fingers finding the right spot, and

drowsiness caused by what I did. "Don't do this,"

but the drug had dulled his senses enough for the pressure