Todos los capítulos de Reclaiming My Broken Luna: Capítulo 301 - Capítulo 310

Astrid’s POVDamien didn’t have to say a word for Vanessa to understand everything. She could feel the uneasiness of his wolf through the mate bond. They had been together for years, and Vanessa could easily read him like an open book. The truth was out, hanging heavily in the air between them, but it was the betrayal that made her heart break.Tears that Vanessa had been trying so desperately to hold back finally fell freely from her eyes. Her voice trembled, but there was no mistaking the anger behind it. “How could you do this to me?!” she yelled, her voice shaking with fury and pain. “You deceived me, Damien! You played me for a fool! Why didn’t you tell me the truth? Why didn’t you tell me that Giselle was the mother of your child?”The crowd stood frozen in shock, the weight of the revelations suffocating the room. People exchanged glances, wide-eyed and speechless, not knowing how to process everything they had just learned. No one had expected to hear such devastating sec

Astrid's POVThe words seemed to hang in the air, and for a moment, I couldn’t process them. My world spun as my eyes widened, my breath catching in my throat. “What?” I whispered, feeling the weight of the truth settling over me, disbelief and confusion flooding my mind.Killian’s gaze softened, a mixture of happiness and deep sorrow etched into his features. “It’s true,” he said, his voice cracking. “All this time, Ryker was yours... ours. I—I didn’t know. I swear, I didn’t know.”I stared at Killian, my mind reeling. His words echoed in my head, but they made no sense. My heart raced, and my vision blurred as confusion clawed at me. “No... that can’t be true,” I whispered, shaking my head, my hands trembling at my sides. “I had a miscarriage. I lost my baby. I never even got the chance to give birth. How... how could Ryker be my son?”The words felt impossible, and yet, deep down, a tiny spark of hope flickered inside me — a hope I was afraid to acknowledge.I felt like I was st

Astrid’s POVI sat by Ryker’s bed, my eyes tracing the soft rise and fall of his small chest as he slept. The room was dim, the only light filtering through the cracks in the curtains, casting a gentle glow over his peaceful face. I still couldn’t believe it — Ryker was my son. My own son. For years I thought I have completely lost him, but now he’s here completely safe in front of me. I bit my lower lip as tears welled in my eyes. Oh how I wanted to reach out to him right now, to hug and hold him in my arms and to tell him the truth, that I am his real mother. At the same time, I also felt afraid on how he was going to react on finding out that I am his real mother. I am terrified to receive his rejection. I don’t know how I’m going to react if he refuses to accept me as his mother. We have been separated for years and all I want is to have him and to be able to act as his mother. I can’t wait another more year for him to accept me — to have him right in front of me, but still b

Astrid’s POV“What is it?” I asked, feeling a knot tighten in my stomach as I braced myself.Killian drew in a deep breath, his eyes locking onto mine. “It’s about Ryker. I don’t think we should tell him the truth yet.”I frowned, a sinking feeling settling in my chest. “Why not?”His gaze softened, but his voice remained firm. “You know Ryker’s condition—he’s not like other children, Astrid. We don’t know how he’ll react to this.”“Are you asking me to wait again?” I said, my voice trembling. “I’ve already waited three years, Killian.” My lips quivered as I spoke, the frustration and longing I’d held onto for so long threatening to spill over.Killian’s expression became grave, his eyes filled with genuine concern. “Astrid, you haven’t seen how Ryker responds when even the smallest change disrupts his routine. It overwhelms him. Sometimes, it takes hours — sometimes an entire day — just to calm him down.”He paused, his voice gentling but carrying the weight of his words. “Now imagin

Astrid’s POVThe nanny’s eyes widened as she watched Ryker eat, and I could see the surprise clearly written on her face. She leaned forward, her gaze shifting from Ryker to me, as if she couldn’t quite believe what she was seeing.“I... I can’t believe it,” she whispered, her voice tinged with awe. “You actually got it right.”I offered her a tentative smile, my eyes still focused on Ryker. “I just wanted to make sure he had something he liked,” I said softly. “I know how particular he is.”She shook her head, a look of wonder crossing her features. “Particular doesn’t even begin to cover it,” she replied with a gentle laugh. “It’s almost impossible to get it right with him on the first try. It took me months just to figure out his preferences. Even now, I still make mistakes before I manage to cook the right pancake for him. I was so frustrated, I nearly quit my job as his nanny because of it.” She paused, her eyes softening as they met mine. “But you did it.”Her compliment war