《Reborn As The True Luna》全部章節：第 61 章 - 第 70 章

Astrid’s POVThat was the first thing I noticed when I woke up was rhe absence of pain that it took me a moment to process. No burning from the mark, no ache in my chest where the fake bond had been eating me alive, no exhaustion dragging me down before the day even started.I was in the training room before I’d consciously decided to go there, my body wanting movement now that it could actually handle it. I started with basics, testing my limits carefully at first. Then less carefully as I realized those limits had shifted dramatically.My movements were now faster. The hesitation I’d been fighting yesterday was gone, replaced by instinct that came from somewhere deeper than training. I pushed harder, letting control slip into pure instinct. Over and over until sweat dripped down my back and my muscles burned in the good way that meant I was actually working instead of just surviving.It felt incredible. That scared me more than I wanted to admit.Because this wasn’t supposed to fe

Astrid’s POV“You will.” Davian’s voice was firm. “Silvermist has a history. When you reclaim it, you’ll find pieces of your family there. Things Anthony couldn’t steal or destroy.”The certainty in his tone made something in my chest tighten. He actually believed I’d succeed and there was no possibility of failure.“What if I’m not ready?” The confession slipped out. “What if I stand before the Council tomorrow and they see right through me?”“Then you stand anyway.” He met my eyes. “Being ready is overrated. Most important things happen when you’re terrified and unprepared. You just have to do them anyway.”“Is that what you did? When you became Alpha King?”His expression went distant for a moment. “I became Alpha King by killing my father when he went feral. There’s no amount of preparation that makes you ready for that.”The raw honesty of it stole my breath. “I’m sorry.”“Don’t be.” He took the spoon from my hand and tested the risotto. “It made me who I needed to be. Sometimes

Davian’s POVShe came downstairs wearing jeans and a simple shirt, her hair still damp from the shower. She was beautiful in that effortless way she probably didn’t even realize but completely wrong for what we needed today.“We’re going into the city,” I announced grabbing my keys from the counter.Astrid blinked. “What? The hearing is in three hours.”“Two and a half now. Which gives us just enough time.” I gestured toward the door. “You need an outfit that screams Alpha, not…” I trailed off taking in her casual clothes.Understanding dawned on her face, followed quickly by embarrassment. “I didn’t think about that. When I left Riftclaw I just grabbed whatever was in the room. Jeans and shirts, nothing —”“Nothing appropriate for facing the Council as the Silvermist heir.” I finished with a nod. “I know. That’s why we’re fixing it now.”She hesitated and I saw the conflict play across her expression. “I don’t have money for —”“I do.” I cut her off before she could finish that tho

Astrid’s POVI laid the burgundy suit out on the bed and just stared at it for a moment. Marie had chosen simple accessories, a thin gold chain and small earrings that wouldn’t distract. The shoes were practical heels. Now I’m grateful for the lessons Anthony made me go through when I first became his Luna. I didn’t use to wear high heels. I showered quickly, the hot water helping ease tension I’d been carrying since this morning. Since watching Davian train and feeling my body react in ways I wasn’t ready to deal with. Then in his car debating music and feeling more comfortable than I had in years.And also realizing this marriage of convenience was becoming something neither of us had planned for.I dried off and started getting ready with more care than usual. Makeup that made my eyes pop and keeping everything else natural. I pulled my hair back in a way that looked effortless but took twenty minutes to perfect, showing my neck and the mark that sat there.I dressed carefully,

Astrid’s POVWe got back to the house and I went straight upstairs, needing space to process everything that had just happened. I changed out of the burgundy suit carefully hanging it in the closet like it was armor I’d need again. Which I would, in two weeks when we went back to face the Council and prove I deserved what was stolen from me.When I came back downstairs in comfortable clothes, I found Davian in the kitchen making coffee. He’d shed his jacket and tie, rolled his sleeves up amd looking more relaxed than he had all day.“Want some?” he asked, holding up a mug.“Please.”He poured and slid it across the counter to me. I wrapped my hands around the warmth and just breathed for a moment, letting the tension from the hearing slowly drain away.“You did well today” Davian said.“I barely spoke.”“Exactly.” He leaned against the counter. “You knew when to let me handle things and when to hold your ground. That’s harder than it looks.”I took a sip of coffee, the bitter taste n