Killian’s POV
Drystan and I left the venue in haste to look for Astrid. Coincidentally, Giselle was walking towards our path, about to enter the venue.
“Killian, where are you going?” She asked me curiously as she stopped in front of me and glanced at Drystan, who was walking beside me.
“Giselle, have you seen Astrid?” Drystan asked her instantly.
Giselle’s brows furrowed. “I haven’t. The last time I’ve seen her was during the Werewolf Assembly.”
“Astrid left the venue to see you. Are you sure you haven’t seen her?” I asked her again, leaving her more confused.
“I really didn’t. I was in my bedroom the whole time. I’m just about to enter the venue because the event is about to start.”
“Bullshit!” Drystan yelled, cutting Giselle off from her statement. “She said she’s going to talk to you. She’s been gone for almost an hour already. Where could she possibly be?”
Giselle flinched back in fear when Drystan yelled at her. “If I really saw her, I would have told you already,” she countered.
Drystan clenched his jaw as he glared at Giselle without saying a word. He looked like he wasn’t convinced by Giselle’s words, but he had no proof that she was lying.
“Don’t worry, I already tasked all our men to search for her,” I muttered to assure Drystan.
Giselle’s brows furrowed together. “I’m sure she just went somewhere to be alone. She grew up in our Pack; there’s nothing wrong that could happen to her here.”
“Astrid promised us that she would come back as soon as she could. She told us that she’s just going to talk to you,” Drystan insisted.
“Maybe she was just in the Packhouse still looking for me,” Giselle replied.
“It doesn’t matter. Astrid told me to look for her if it took her a long time to come back,” Drystan replied.
“If she had said that, then I would join you and look for her,” I told Drystan.
Drystan’s jaw tightened even more when he heard my words. He didn’t even bother to glance at me like he didn’t hear me say a thing.
Despite the dislike in his facial expression, he didn’t refuse me. He knows that he would need me to have a better chance of finding Astrid.
He is willing to put Astrid first and set aside our past differences just for her. Seeing his attitude, I realize that I won’t have to worry about Astrid anymore as long as she is with Drystan.
Giselle looked up at me with wide eyes. She struggled to free herself from my hold, but I held her down tight.
“Killian, what are you doing? I need to stop that stranger talking on stage. She’s from the Nightsong Pack; she’s there to ruin us,” Giselle expressed alarmingly.
Seeing that I stopped Giselle, Drystan rushed forward to stop the person on stage from speaking the truth.
“Where are you going?” Drystan stopped in his tracks when he heard my words.
Seeing his reaction, I knew this was something that I needed to hear.
“You’ve hidden a lot of secrets from me. I know I’ve made a mistake for cheating on Astrid, but shouldn’t I know what the truth is?” I asked him. “Guards! Make sure he doesn’t enter the venue. Don’t let anyone stop the speaker from speaking,” I ordered as I glanced towards them.
Even though I was outside and I had no idea who the person speaking inside was, I wanted to hear the truth that she was about to tell us, only to find out that the truth was something I never thought I would hear.
“Astrid is pregnant, and Killian is the father.” The voice rang repeatedly in my head like a broken record.
My eyes jumped back and forth between Giselle and Drystan. It seems that all the people around me have bene fooling me all along.
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