Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 294

Chapter 294: Setback Giselle's

POV

As I continued my display, crying into my hands and letting my shoulders shake with every false sob, I felt a small flicker of satisfaction.

It was working - the sympathy of the pack was turning toward me. I could hear their murmured

reassurances, feel the gentle pats on my back and shoulders as they tried to comfort me.

"It's okay, Luna. We'll find him. The warriors are searching."

"He's a strong boy, Luna, just like his father. He'll be all right."

Their words were fuel, encouraging me to keep playing my part. My tears flowed even harder, my voice breaking as I whispered,

"He's just a child... what if the rogues... what if-" I let my voice trail off, turning my face away as if I couldn't bear to finish the thought.

Then, amidst the chaos of the crowd, I heard another voice rise above the anxious murmurs - a voice that cut through the noise like a knife.

It was Vanessa, her tone sharp with rising panic. "Wait - has anyone seen Hazel?"

eyes widening with fresh alarm as people began to murmur again, this time

the gathered pack members, their attention swinging from me to

Ryker only moments ago now divided, doubling the sense

pushed through the crowd, her face pale, her eyes wide as she scanned the faces around her. "I don't see her! Hazel... she was just here a moment ago. Has anyone seen her?" Her voice wavered, breaking slightly, but she wasn't the sobbing mess I had made myself out

was clearly worried, but she kept a thread of control in her voice, as if trying to

panic, my breath catching as I struggled

her hands together, the way her voice strained and broke as she called out Hazel's

unpolished, and real, unlike

a moment, I found myself frozen, staring at her as if the reality of the situation hadn't quite sunk in. And then, like a crack in a dam, the realization hit me. My tears abruptly stopped, and I blinked, my mind whirling with a new

only person who should be missing right now

my hands from my face, the sobs cutting off mid-breath as I turned sharply, scanning the crowd

and for a moment, my mask slipped entirely, leaving only the

you

question slipped from my lips, sharper than I intended, barely above a whisper,

something fragile within matter

the faces of the pack members, searching for

then, amidst the chaos, I noticed an Omega hurrying toward me, his expression tight

with a quick, nervous glance at the

keeping up my performance of grief, but my eyes sharpened as I waited for

leaned down, his voice barely a whisper as

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