Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 274: Attachments

Astrid's POV

A small smile tugged at my lips as I tilted my head back, gazing up at the moon above us. Its soft, silvery glow offered me a soft silence and peace that I really needed right now.

Wrapping my arms around myself, I shivered slightly as the cool breeze brushed against my skin.

I missed the late night walks that I used to have back at Nightsong Pack when my life was more free and easy, without any responsibilities to think about.

I was grateful Drystan had pulled me out of there. The bright lights, the endless chatter, I never liked those types of things. I always preferred the silence that loneliness offers than the noise of the crowd.

Finally, I could be out here in peace, I never liked attending any gatherings.

Out here, under the stars, in the quiet of the night, everything seemed simpler. I found solace in the calm that the night provided.

I glanced at Drystan, walking beside me, his smile easy and genuine. His steps were light, as though just being near me was enough to fill him with contentment.

He didn't need to say it - I could feel it. His presence had always been a comfort, a steady warmth beside me. Even now, I could sense the quiet reassurance he offered without words, as we strolled in silence, the moonlight painting a soft glow over the path ahead.

The Silvermoon Pack's grand estate loomed in the background, fading as we walked further from the noise and the people.

Out here, it felt as though the world had shrunk to just the two of us. Under the stars, beneath the moon, the weight of everything seemed to lessen, just for a while.

Drystan's company, and it felt the same, even

are your next plans now?" Drystan's voice broke the quiet, his tone

calm reverie by his question. I hadn't really been thinking about that lately,

catching the glint of anticipation in his eyes. "The birthday party is coming up soon," he continued after a beat, his words slow and careful. "It's the perfect opportunity... for revenge." Revenge. The word lingered

to escape from the gathering and

on his mind - my plans. He

that had crept up on

piece. I had thought I would feel eager to talk about them, to see them unfold. But now, standing here

my voice steady despite the twist of in my stomach that gnawed at

He mistook my hesitation for something else. He thought I was feeling uneasy because

conspiratorial. He stepped closer, his gaze full of the same anticipation I had seen before. "Just a few more days, Astrid. Just a few more, and you won't have to

there. "You won't have to stay in this place that's filled with bad memories. You'll finally

words that were meant to comfort and encourage me, only deepened the knot in my stomach. Once, I might have felt a thrill at the thought of bringing Silvermoon to its

been a burning desire to exact revenge felt strangely hollow. Why wasn't I more excited? Why wasn't I feeling the satisfaction I

and not for myself. Guilt seized me,

once fueled me felt distant, almost unreachable, and in its place was a growing

my pocket. my fingers closing around something small and smooth. Slowly, I pulled out

with my hand. This rock was his way of showing me how much he trusts me

made me draw closer to him. Even though Giselle is his mother and harming him is the best way to have my revenge,