Killian’s POVI stood in the Pack garden, surveying the scene Ryder had arranged. The twinkling lights, the candles, and the soft, romantic music of violins floating in the air. I exhaled slowly, feeling a mixture of discomfort and obligation tightening in my chest. This was supposed to be simple — a casual dinner to get Giselle’s DNA sample. But Ryder whom I placed in charge of the arrangements, had gone overboard.‘Overly romantic,’ I thought, resisting the urge to grimace. I had only asked Ryder to make some basic arrangements. I didn’t expect this.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Giselle approaching, her face lighting up the moment she saw the garden transformed into what could only be described as a romantic haven. She smiled brightly when the musicians appeared seemingly out of nowhere, playing their violins in a melody so delicate it almost made me wince.I tried to push down the discomfort as I pulled out the chair for her, forcing a polite smile as she settled into the s
Killian’s POVI drank my cold water in large gulps, hoping to quell the growing heat inside me, but instead, it seemed to intensify. The cold liquid did nothing to cool the fire surging through my body. Every attempt to shake off the sensation only made it worse, an uncontrollable current of raw desire that left me disoriented. My mind drifted, unwillingly, back to Astrid—her eyes, her presence still lingering in the back of my thoughts. "Killian, are you alright?" Giselle's voice broke through the haze, and I flinched when her hand suddenly touched my arm. The innocent contact sent an unexpected jolt through me, and I pulled back instinctively. Something stirred inside me again, something I didn’t want to acknowledge.I was still sitting across from Giselle, but my body was betraying me in ways I couldn’t control. I could feel her watching me, concern written all over her face, but I couldn’t explain what was happening. I wasn’t sure I even understood it myself."Should we go b
Astrid’s POV“It wasn’t real,” Killian insisted, his voice raw with desperation. “None of it was real.”I stared at him, disbelief burning through me like an unstoppable fire. His words— “none of it was real” —echoed in my head, but I couldn’t bring myself to believe him. Not this time. Not after everything. He couldn’t just say it wasn’t real and expect the pain to disappear. I scoffed, my jaw tightening as the anger simmered just beneath the surface, ready to spill over. “None of it was real?” I repeated, my voice thick with frustration, laced with disbelief. “What, Killian? The dinner? The marriage? You can’t just pretend it doesn’t exist because you suddenly feel guilty!”It was always the same with him. Killian, always trying to backtrack, always trying to explain things away as if a few desperate words could fix everything. As if all the hurt he’d caused could vanish the moment he decided to acknowledge it. He didn’t get to rewrite our history just because he couldn’t face th
Astrid’s POVI moved quickly through the dimly lit hallways, my heart thudding inside my chest with each step. I kept close to the walls, my eyes constantly scanning for ay signs of movement. I had to make sure that no one sees me sneaking around. The last thing I needed is for someone else to find out what happened to Killian or question why I’m sneaking outside my room in the middle of the night. My breath came out in short, shallow bursts as I neared the Omega’s quarters. Thankfully, their quarters remained the same room. So it wasn’t hard to look for them. When I finally reached the door, I knocked softly, barely a sound, but it felt like thunder in the silence of the night. My palms were clammy, and I glanced over my shoulder again, making sure no one had followed me. It would be suspicious if someone caught me here right now. Finally, the door creaked open, reveailing a young Omega woman. Her eyes widened when she saw me standing there. “Miss Astrid!” she exclaimed in su
Astrid’s POVI paused at the doorway, my hand hovering over the handle as I turned back to face her. Anya’s tone was urgent, but the firmness in her gaze sent a shiver down my spine. Something in her eyes made me feel uneasy, as if she was about to reveal something I wasn’t prepared to hear.“Sure,” I replied, my voice barely steady. I shut the door softly before moving to the corner of the room, putting some distance between Killian and us. Anya took a step closer, her face softening ever so slightly. She hesitated for a moment, glancing at Killian—still unconscious on the bed, unaware of the conversation happening around him.Anya looked back at me, her expression solemn. “Miss Astrid,” she began, her voice quiet but laced with emotion. “There’s something you should know. Something Killian hasn’t said, but I believe you deserve to hear.”I frowned, confusion twisting in my chest as I waited for her to continue. “What is it?” I asked, dread creeping into my voice. What could Killia
Killian’s POVI woke up like someone’s pounding at my skull, like a hammer driving through my temples. The dim light in the room didn’t help; it made everything blur together, and I could barely make out my surroundings. With a groan, I pushed myself up from the bed, my muscles stiff, my body protesting with every movement. Pain shot through my head, making me wince. I gritted my teeth, trying to shake off the haze. Before I could gather myself together, I heard the soft patter of footsteps rushing towards. “Alpha, you’re awake!” Anya’s voice cut through the fog, she looked so relieved upon seeing my eyes open. However, worry washed over her when she aw the pain I was in. Her hand hovered near me, hesitant, as if she was debating whether or not to help me sit up. I waved her off, even though my head felt like it was going to split in two. “I’m fine,” I muttered, though it was obvious I wasn’t. The throbbing intensified and I couldn’t help but bring a hand to my forehead, pressi
Astrid’s POVMy husband and mate Killian, who is also the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack, left the assembly and went somewhere with his ex-girlfriend leaving me behind. As the Pack’s Luna, I dutifully prepared for our annual pack assembly, but he nearly ruined it because he couldn’t wait to spend time alone with Giselle. Giselle was Killian’s ex-girlfriend. She was his one true love, a woman who is better in many ways than me. Giselle and Killian were in love with each other. Even after Killian found out that we were mates and marked me as his mate and Luna, Killian only had Giselle in his heart.As his mate, it kills me to know that my mate who is supposed to love and cherish me is in love with someone else. Killian had always reminded me that he felt nothing for me. In the years that we were married, he treated me as nothing more than his mere subordinate.Aside from being a Luna, I am also Killian’s right-hand man in the military. I am in charge of the Pack training and I always wo
CHAPTER 2Astrid’s POV“I am not just a warrior in this Pack, Killian. I am also your wife and your Luna. Why should I apologize to your mistress that is not even a part of this Pack,” I blurted out as I pointed an angry finger at Giselle. Killian only scoffed in response. He looked at me mockingly like I was a joke to him. “You are so delusional!” He answered back frustratingly. “When have I ever seen you as my mate and Luna?” He questioned taking me aback and causing a sharp pain in my chest. “If it wasn’t for you, Giselle and I wouldn’t have separated.” My body ran cold when I heard his blunt response. I never thought that he was blaming me for what happened between him and Giselle. “Killian… I’m your mate,” I retorted with my lips quivering. “A mate that I never wanted!” He yells back and shatters what is left of my broken heart. “K-Killian, the moon goddess chose us to be together. How could you choose someone else over me?” I asked back as my wolf whimpered inside of me.