Reclaiming My Broken Luna

: Femme Fatale



Giselle's POV

Killian is physically with me, but he isn't mentally there. He has been absent-minded the whole time that he is with me and I had to force out smiles on my face and act like I don't notice anything strange from him.

Talking to him felt like I wasn't talking to a man, he was too distant to me. Although he gives me replies, I know he is just doing it out of respect.

I'm actually pissed off that he is treating me like how he was treating his ex-wife. I hope that after this dinner, things will change between us and go back to the way it was.

I know he already clarified that he has no fegs for me and has no plans of having fegs for me in the future. For him, the past is past and I'm planning to change his mind.

The first step in doing that is by inviting him to dinner.

It doesn't matter whether he does have fegs or not. I'm just glad that he agreed to have dinner with me which means I might still have a chance with him.

“Hmmm,” a moan escaped my lips as I took a bite of prime beef tenderloin cooked to perfection. "Doesn't it taste good?" I asked Killian with an excited smile on my face as I watched him take his first bite.

Killian just slightly nodded his head. He had no reaction on his face as he ate. "It tastes good," he muttered emotionlessly.

Instead of showing my disappointment, I beamed instead which is the exact opposite of what I'm feg.

"I know right? This place is highly recommended so I brought you here," I softly smiled.

I even chose an expensive fine-dining restaurant just to make sure that Killian wouldn't regret coming with me.

Everything inside the restaurant is in top detail from the soft lighting to the tables draped with crisp white linen giving the restaurant an elegant ambience.

I glanced up at Killian again after he did not answer for a long time. My eyes squinted lightly when I noticed that his attention was on someone else. I'm right in front of him talking to him, but he's not even listening.

I looked back with a sour look on my face to see what had stolen his attention.

A horrified look crossed my face and I gripped the skirt of my dress underneath the table when I saw a familiar figure of a woman whose back is turned on us.

The woman had just sat at their table along with a man that she was with. Now I know why Killian is so distracted.

The woman that he's looking at looks like Astrid. Her figure and her hair look exactly like hers.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Killian looked tense as he continued staring at the woman. My heart hammered rapidly inside my chest, afraid that Killian and Astrid would meet each other again and it's all because I chose the wrong restaurant.

Suddenly, the lady stood up, turned around, and showed her face to us as she walked to the restroom.

My body stilled. My heart felt like it would burst out of my chest until I realized that the lady wasn't Astrid.

Killian blinked and slowly turned his attention back to his food. He looked disappointed, but he did not say anything.

Meanwhile, I could finally breathe properly again. Thankfully, she wasn't Astrid.

I smiled at Killian as I placed a slice of steak on his food. "Here, taste this. It's so good," I muttered to place his mind elsewhere.

I didn't mention anything that happened earlier. I pretended that I did not notice anything.

"Killian, I'm just wondering..." I spoke after we had eaten enough.

"Our baby is growing and I will be in labor soon. Someday, he is going to grow up, learn how to speak, and

have a mind of his own. What would

I say if he started to ask questione

about us? I don't want that to

happen. I don't want to break our son's heart." My brows creased together as I affectionately caressed

my belly.

Killian stopped and looked at me, but he didn't say a word. Seeing no negative reaction from him, I continued to test him by using our son.

"Astrid has left the pack without

giving you an heir, and I'm carrying

your son. Why don't we get married? In that way, our son won't get confused and we could establish his future as the Alpha heir. No

one

would question his credibility if I became the Pack Luna."

I awaited his answer with trepidation knowing that was pushing my

chances too much. Killian's reaction could only be two things. First, he might be convinced by my words or he would be so angry at my shamelessness and ruin whatever relations that we had.

Love

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Before he could give his answer though, something urgent interrupted in our pack link.

Killian stormed out of the restaurant and I chased after him. When we got back to the Packhouse, he went straight to his office to hear the urgent report.

Driven by curiosity I eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Alpha, we found news on Astrid."

"Where is she?"

"Astrid is dead. She was seriously injured and died in the Nightsong Pack."

A strangled gasp escaped Killian's lips, his body froze in shock as the weight of the tragic truth sank in, leaving him numb and speechless.