บททั้งหมดของ Reclaiming My Broken Luna: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Astrid’s POVMy composure crumbled, and I broke out into tears when Alpha Theron and the others finally left the room, leaving Drystan, Nova, and me behind. Drystan stood silently by my side, his usually stoic expression softening with concern as he regarded me. Nova, ever the perceptive one, reached out and gave my hand a gentle squeeze. “It’s going to be alright,” Nova murmured, her voice like a soothing balm. Why did he have to say that? Why did he have to expose the truth now, after I just lost my child? Did he think that I would be happy to find out that he was my father? Did he think that I would run into his arms and forgive me like nothing happened by just showing remorse? The only emotion I felt when I heard the truth was not joy but anger. Now that I finally knew the truth, I finally knew the amount of pain that my mother went through because of him. As an omega mated to an Alpha, I know how it feels to be abused and oppressed because of discrimination because of the

Drystan’s POVIt’s been a week since we made our stay in the Shadowfang Pack. It didn’t even feel that we had been here that long. When I turned my phone open, a thousand missed calls and a thousand messages popped up on my notifications, including a thousand emails from different Packs. Ever since our Pack’s alliance with the Shadowfang Pack was announced, my phone never stopped ringing, and Beta Caden never stopped begging and forcing me to come back to the Pack. According to him, there were lots of Alphas from different Packs who flew over to our Pack, wishing to meet me. Last time, when the rumor about my affair with Astrid blew up, everyone ignored me like I was invisible. They treated me like an outcast, but now that I have a connection with the Shadowfang Pack, people are so eager to talk to me like nothing happened. The emails, calls, and messages I received just show how shameless they are. At the time when I begged them not to cancel their partnership with me, no one li

Astrid’s POVThe temperature inside the room lowered, casting a chill on everyone who was present when Alpha Theron suddenly barged inside the room. All eyes instantly turned to him, and they instinctively bowed their heads in deference as he strode purposefully towards my side. “Are you alright?” he pressed, his voice tinged with a rare note of worry, but I refused to meet his gaze. Someone must have informed him of what happened. The news traveled to him so fast. I only turned my head away stubbornly. Hurt flashed across Alpha Theron’s eyes upon my rejection, but it was gone the second it was there as if my eyes had just played tricks on me. Alpha Theron’s brows furrowed, a storm brewing behind his piercing eyes. “What happened here?” he demanded, the weight of his authority filling the room. Silence hung heavy in the air, no one daring to speak up and incur the wrath of the powerful Alpha. Suddenly, the doctor spoke and explained her diagnosis of me to him. “It’s a panic att

Astrid’s POV“Astrid, are you alright?” Nova’s soft voice entered my ears as soon as I stepped out of the therapist’s office. I shook my head softly in reply as I held on her arm tight. Every time that I go for a session with a therapist, I always leave feeling raw and exposed afterward. The carefully constructed walls I had built around my emotions were always methodically dismantled, one brick at a time, by the therapists’s well-thought questions. Nova wrapped a hand around me to comfort me. “Don’t worry, you’re done already. You can finally relax,” Nova whispered soothingly as she helped me out of the room. I could only nod my head and swallow hard at her words. I always feel weak and out of myself after my therapy sessions. With the therapist’s keen insights and probing questions, she always got into the buried feelings that I had desperately tried to bury and tuck away from the deepest corners of my mind. It’s her job to unearth those buried emotions, forcing me to confro

Astrid’s POVThe room felt thick with tension. The air is practically crackling with unspoken conflict. After Asha and I were caught in a fight, we were brought to Alpha Theron’s office to make his judgment on us and think of what punishment he should give us. Luckily for us, we are his daughters. We weren’t directly subjected to the law. The Pack guards brought us directly to him instead of bringing us to the Pack’s tribunal, the one in charge of things like this. “This is embarrassing,” Alpha Theron spoke in a disappointed voice. “I didn’t even believe it when one of our Pack guards rushed to my office and reported that you two were fighting.”I lowered my gaze in shame, unable to meet anyone’s gaze. Meanwhile, Asha is still giving me that smoldering glare across from me while pressing an ice Pack on her bruised cheek. “You two are behaving like an uneducated rabble out there,” Alpha Theron said, his voice dripping with disdain. “Even the weakest omega in our Pack has more restra