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.

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

throat as his words sank

so long, to let him know how deeply he had hurt me, and then walk away, expecting nothing but the same cold indifference I'd always known

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

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

for more pain, for the ache of knowing he could never love me back the way

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

prepared for, disintegrated in the face of his unexpected

indifference - more rejection. But instead,

my voice breaking as unshed tears

in his words, but fear tightened its grip on my heart. "What happened?" I asked, pushing him back slightly, needing space to

thought Astrid and

now. I have talked to Astrid and made her realize that she's making a mistake in pushing Drystan away from

have reconciled

his breath uneven. For a moment, he

before speaking. "It's over, Nova. Astrid and I... it's

trying to understand what he was saying. "What do you mean?" I

his shoulders slumping under the weight of

should have known all along. I was blind, caught up in this idea that she was the one for