Reclaiming My Broken Luna

: Favor



Astrid's POV

The entire day, my thoughts were constantly racing back to Drystan's statement that Giselle had sent a spy to ensure that I was dead and I couldn't get past over it.

I don't know why Giselle would still be so concerned about me when I already left the Pack.

Thinking about it made me remember that Giselle hadn't been on my mind recently. Giselle has slipped my mind because I have been preoccupied with Killian.

As I thought about her, I remembered the time when she drove past me right after I left the Pack.

That was the last time that I saw her, and I would never forget her last words to me.

"Of course, I wouldn't miss to see you go down to dust. You are just a rogue now who has nowhere to go. You will be dead soon."

At that time, I never held meaning to her words. I foolishly believed she was merely trying to provoke me and add salt to my wound.

As I pondered her words, however, I began to question if she really meant her words or if she was simply saying those things out of spite.

She seemed very sure that I would die soon, if my memory serves me well. She did not sound like she was wishing me death. She knew that I would be dead.

Additionally, rogues attempted to assassinate me on that exact same day. That night I would have been dead had it not been for Drystan.

Could Giselle have any connection to that incident?

I have been thinking about it. Rogues rarely attack in groups, and they won't normally just stumble upon roads or stay near Packs.

It seemed unusual for me that they "coincidentally" just found me. It's as if someone specifically told them to kill me.

"Astrid."

Someone burst into my room, and I nearly leaped out of my chair. I glanced around to see Nova grinning down at me. "N-Nova," I stammered out

I always crave for cotton candy whenever I see her hair.

"How are you feg?" she asked me.

"I've been feg great," I told her with a smile.

Despite the fact that I still do not know what happened to me last night, I still felt perfectly good physically.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Although my body is still weak, I'm not in any pain so there's nothing to be worried about.

Nova calmed down when she heard my response. "That's good," she replied as she plopped down on the edge of my bed.

Did Nova just came all the way here to check on me?

“Actually, I came here to ask you for a favor," Nova spoke, her voice barely above a whisper as she hesitantly lowered her gaze.

I chuckled softly when I saw how shy she was with all the things that she had done for me. I owe her so so much.

"What is it?" I asked her softly.

"It's about Drystan. You were a Luna before, right? I just hope you can help him," Nova answered without glancing at me.

I couldn't help but crack a smile when I heard her complaints. Even though Nova is already an adult, even I consider her to be a young kid. Not just because she is much younger than me, but because she also looks like one.

She's just so adorable, and with her pink hair, who would have taken her so seriously?

Obviously, I never said those things

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aloud. I adore Nova for just the way she is. She is like a sparkling champagne that bubbles with enthusiasm, and she leaves a lasting impression of joy and positivity on those around her.

"I'm sure you've noticed it too, right? Drystan is handling everything. He is training our Pack Warriors every morning and then he has to handle reports and domestic disputes. He is also in charge of our Pack relations. He is doing everything by himself," Nova tells me exasperatingly.

That's true; I have noticed it, too. I rarely see Drystan in the Pack because he is always stuck in his office doing work.

But the fact that he was doing everything by himself was news to me. I had assumed Nova was also responsible for managing some pack affairs.

"I've been asking him to give me some of the tasks that he has, but he never trusts me with Pack matters. I know he is getting tired of doing everything by himself, but he always refuses to receive help from me.

You were a Luna, so I think he would listen to you. He knows how capable you are. Could you kindly speak with him, Astrid? Would you mind assisting him, please?" Nova begged me with her hands clasped together

"Of course, I would help him. No need to plead with me, "I said, rising to my feet.

Nova jumped up and down in happiness like a little kid before wrapping me in a hug. "Thank you, thank you so much, Astrid. You're a lifesaver," she thanked me happily.

"If I could, I would have handled it

myself. Remember when I told you how Drystan took it as his role to take care of me since my sister died? Think he doesn't want me to help because of that, too," Nova spoke with a mcholic voice which made me speechless

I guess Drystan just doesn't want to let down his mate.