Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 287: Fantasy Nova's POV

I froze when I saw Drystan rushing out of the packhouse, his surprise shifting from surprise to something I couldn't quite place.

I swallowed hard, staying rooted on the spot, fighting the urge to turn around and run away again as he ran towards me, closing the distance between us.

"Drystan, what are you doing here?" My voice faltered, the words I had planned to say slipping through my fingers like water.

I thought he would still be at the Silvermoon Pack, wrapped in Astrid's arms, far from here. I thought I completely lost him to her.

Instead, he is right in front of me, moving closer with every second, like he was afraid I might disappear again.

Before I could take a step back, before I could even think, Drystan closed the distance between us and pulled me into his arms, holding me so tightly that I almost couldn't breathe.

His embrace caught me off guard. This wasn't the cold, distant Drystan I had expected.

It wasn't the reaction I'd imagined during all those long, lonely nights when I prepared myself for another rejection.

He clung to me like I was something precious he'd nearly lost, and I couldn't understand it.

My mind raced, trying to make sense of what was happening, but then his voice broke through my thoughts, low and rough, each word heavy with emotion.

my hair. "I'm sorry for everything I did to you. For hurting you, for pushing you away. I never meant to make you feel

in my throat as his words

how deeply he had hurt me,

there's no chance between both of us, but here he was,

his words, to make sense of the warmth in his voice, the regret I

expected, not at all. I had braced myself for more pain, for the ache of

stood there, wrapped in Drystan's arms, the world seemed to spin

I had prepared for, disintegrated in the face of his unexpected

more rejection. But instead, I was faced with something entirely

my voice breaking as unshed tears burned

his touch, to trust the sincerity in his words, but fear tightened its grip on my heart. "What happened?" I asked, pushing him back slightly, needing space to see his face, to understand the

Astrid and him

now. I have talked to Astrid and made her realize that she's

have reconciled their differences

his breath uneven. For a moment, he seemed lost, unsure of where

breath, gathering his thoughts before speaking. "It's over,

saying. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely holding steady. "What happened between you

over his face, his

she was the one for me.. but I was wrong."