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.

by something raw-hungry. His lips hovered too close

voice trembling as I struggled to make sense

My heart raced at our proximity, confusion and fear swirling inside me. What on earth

hit me, the sharp, unmistakable scent of him. It was Killian, but

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

Immediately, I knew.

breathed, the realization slamming into

from the heat of him, but his body was rigid, his eyes burning with

second time he

let it happen. I allowed him to do whatever he wanted thinking that I was just fulfilling my duty as his wife - a duty I should

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

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

further, trying to close the gap between us, his breathing harsh

hand found my waist, pulling me closer, and I could feel

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

tightened,

chance to strike. Killian is way stronger than me and

on against

for the small pressure point on his neck. It was a move

a way to

fingers finding the right spot, and for a moment, Killian's body stiffened, his grip on

fight against the drowsiness caused by what I did. "Don't do this," I whispered, my

trembling with effort, but the drug had dulled his