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!"

I had never seen him so frightened, and the thought that

she always been this cold? This

times he had avoided

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

seen it? How had I been so blind to the clear signals that Ryker had shown all these years? Ryker had never liked Giselle. He was always closer

had convinced myself she was trying her best, that being a Luna and a mother was

this? This was

DNA test results. But even knowing that, I still

like her world would end if Hazel wasn't

clue that the doctor told us about Giselle's

panic, her desperation to find Hazel- it wasn't just concern for another person's child. It was something

was around the same age as Ryker. Was it possible? Could Hazel be the

then the

Hazel?" I asked, my voice low,

before she set her jaw and glared at me. "What kind of

not," Astrid's voice cut through the tension like a

eyes locked onto Giselle, her voice steady

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

see the crowd around us beginning

started spreading like wildfire, people exchanging uneasy glances. Astrid had said what