Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 323: The Book Astrid's

POV

I tried to focus on the world around me, to drown out her voice with the rhythm of my footsteps, anything to make my mind occupied with something else.

But it was no use. My mind kept circling back to the same thing.

The book.

I hated myself for even considering it, but I couldn't deny that I was curious. Giselle had said it would explain everything - what kind of monster I was, what I was becoming.

And as much as I tried to convince myself that it was all lies, I couldn't help but wonder if the book held the answers I was so desperately seeking.

Maybe it was the key to understanding the darkness that had started to consume me. Maybe it would give me the answers I feared most.

But did I even want those answers? Did I want to confront the truth, or would it be easier to turn away and pretend that Giselle was just playing with my mind?

I had spent so much time running - from my feelings, from my past, from the wolf inside me - that the thought of facing it all was terrifying.

I just wanted this peace to last longer, but I know I could never run away from this forever.

There is no denying it anymore. It's even more dangerous to deny it.

There was no one who understood how dangerous the wolf inside me was better than I did.

face it, if I didn't find

let that happen-not to myself, not to Killian, and not to

my tracks, my heart

long, but not anymore. Whatever this was, whatever Giselle had done

my side. There's nothing for me to be afraid of. With newfound resolve, I turned on my heel and rushed up

the hallway that led to Giselle's room, my pace slowed. I stood outside

packhouse was empty. Everyone is outside,

was exactly as she had left it

thick with the scent of her perfume, the scent

and for a moment,

behind me, locking it with a soft click. Standing in the middle of her room, I let my eyes sweep over the

was neatly made,

cluttered with cosmetics and

brush

her.

a breath, steeling myself,

pulled clothes from her wardrobe, scattered trinkets and bottles across the

this room without finding

sure. The room had turned into a mess, everything thrown around

frustration was

hadn't found

been lying after

was just one last trick, one final attempt to mess

something