Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 297: Lose Control Killian's POV

My heart pounded as I watched Giselle tighten her grip on Ryker, her fingers digging into his small shoulders with a desperation that was turning into something else - something unrecognizable. She wasn't just desperate. She was losing control.

"Where is Hazel?" she demanded, her voice frantic as she shook Ryker, her eyes wild. "Tell me, Ryker! Where did you get this?" She pointed furiously at the bracelet in his tiny hand.

Ryker, trembling, stood frozen in place, his wide eyes locked on Giselle. He didn't speak he couldn't. Ryker had never uttered a word in his life and Giselle is well aware of that. My gut wrenched when I saw the fear in his eyes. I couldn't let this continue.

"Giselle, stop!" I shouted, stepping forward to pull Ryker from her.

I yanked him out of her grip, shielding him behind me as he clung to my shirt, shaking.

His small hands were cold, his body trembling. He was terrified of her — of Giselle.

"How could you do this?" I growled, my voice thick with fury. "He's a child, Giselle! You're scaring him!"

But Giselle wasn't done. She sneered and pointed angrily at him, glaring at Ryker like he was the problem.

"He needs to answer me! He is the only lead we have to find Hazel, and he won't say anything! He knows how to speak, Killian. He CAN speak! He just won't because he is born stupid. He knows something and just won't tell us!"

I felt something snap inside me at her words, the cold, heartless insult cutting deeper than I expected. "Don't you dare call him that," I hissed, my fists clenching at my sides. "He's your son."

She scoffed, throwing a hand up in frustration. "Why are you defending him? He's already right here in front of us completely safe and sound! Hazel's the one who's missing! Hazel's out there somewhere, and we don't even know if she's alive or dead!"

in the air. I had never seen him so frightened, and the thought that Giselle - whom he considers

been this

all the times he had avoided her touch, the way

was only because Ryker was born different just like how Giselle had made

had shown all these years? Ryker had never liked Giselle. He was always closer to me or the pack

because I had convinced myself she was trying her best, that being a Luna

this? This was

it now that I knew her secret ever since I got the DNA test results. But even knowing

world would end

hit me. I remembered that important clue that

heart pounded as the pieces started to fall into place. Hazel. Giselle's panic, her desperation to find Hazel- it wasn't just concern for another person's child.

the same age as Ryker. Was it possible? Could

the stranger

Hazel?" I asked,

a second, before she set her jaw and glared at me. "What kind of question is that?

Astrid's voice cut through the

her eyes locked onto Giselle, her voice steady

than Ryker, your *own* son. That doesn't

could see the crowd around us beginning to murmur, their eyes darting

like wildfire, people exchanging uneasy glances. Astrid