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

throat as

for so long, to let him know how deeply he had hurt me, and then walk away,

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

mind struggled to process his words, to make sense of the warmth in his voice, the regret I heard in every

what I'd expected, not at all. I had braced myself for more pain, for the ache of knowing he could never love

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

prepared for, disintegrated in the face of his

had returned expecting cold indifference - more rejection. But instead, I

voice breaking as unshed tears

in his words, but fear tightened its grip on my heart. "What happened?" I asked, pushing

Astrid and

Astrid and made her realize that she's making

have reconciled their differences

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

breath, gathering his thoughts before speaking. "It's over, Nova. Astrid and I...

was saying. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice

rubbed a hand over his face, his shoulders slumping

realize something, something should have known all along. I was blind, caught up in this idea that she was the one for me.. but I was wrong." He paused, the