Semua Bab Reclaiming My Broken Luna: Bab 191 - Bab 200

Astrid’s POVI watched as the range of emotions flickered across Drystan’s face — the initial disbelief, the growing anguish, and now, the most unexpected response of all — understanding. I thought he would hate me for breaking my promise. No reason can justify my betrayal. Drystan had asked me many times before this if I was really sure about my decision to stay at the Nightsong Pack with him, and I had always given him the same answer. I had lied to him many times. Drystan had always been so kind to me; he always had my back no matter what, and I chose to do this in return. “I understand, Astrid,” he murmured, his voice soft and steady. “You do not have to blame yourself. I know this has been hard on you,” he continued, his words wrapping me like a warm embrace.I was speechless. What have I done to deserve him?“You don’t have to hide anything from me. I’m always here for you Astrid. I’ll support you no matter what you choose.” I felt a surge of guilt wash over me as he spoke hi

Astrid’s POV“What? Is Asha still not joining us for today’s breakfast?” Alpha Theron asked as his gaze swept across the table, landing at the empty seat where it should have been. Since the special banquet took place, Asha had never appeared to us. She’s been purposefully avoiding us like the plague. Alpha Theron hoped that she would have been over with the incident by now, but it seems that she still held resentment towards us.“She had stopped dining with us all together and I haven’t seen hide nor hair of her. She couldn’t possibly be hating us until now, does she?” Alpha Theron questioned Andros since he was the only one who could reach and talk to Asha. “You know how stubborn Asha could be, father. She’s always been like this since we were little. If she doesn’t get what she wants, she always throws a tantrum. In the end, you always couldn’t bear it and you always give in to her,” Andros replied with a smile on his face. I stopped when I heard what Asha was like as a child.

Andros’s POV“Father, it would be such a pity if we don’t put this dress to use. The materials took a lot from our Pack funds,” I tried to reason out to my father with fingers crossed. I had no choice but to help him since he asked for my help in front of my father, and I knew what answer my father was expecting from me. My father had always been clear to me about what kind of leader he expected to rule the Pack. Since I was little, my father always emphasized that a great leader loves the people he leads and would take care of them more than how he values his own life. Standing up for this sewing manager who made things difficult for me is the only way out of the dilemma he has given me. “Yes, Alpha! Sir Andros is right. If we are going to make another dress, it will cost us another fortune,” the sewing manager suddenly spoke up in support.I fought back the scowl that threatened to appear on my face as I glanced at this thick-skinned person who didn’t know shame.“It doesn’t ma

Giselle’s POVI watched with rapt attention as my three year old son, Ryker, sat cross-legged on the plush rug, his small hands meticulously arranging and rearranging the brightly colored blocks before him. My trusted assistant, Rhya, stood at the far corner, carefully watching Ryker to be there in the moment that he needed help.I sighed as I rested my chin on my palm. “It’s a rare moment of peace, isn’t it?” I whispered, my gaze not leaving Ryker’s enraptured form. Ryker looked like a sweet little boy as he played with his toy blocks with laser-focused movements. Everyone who would stare at him right now would never imagine that he is actually a spawn of the devil. Ryker has been diagnosed with autism since birth. Small things could easily set him off, and it’s hard to calm him down when he holds tantrums. I and my two attendants aren’t enough to subdue him when he bursts into a fit. There were times when I just wanted to tear my ears off because of his loud and violent yelling.

Giselle’s POV“Luna, are you sure about this? Are you really going to bring Ryker with you to the Shadowfang Pack?” One of my attendants asked me to make me think twice about my decision. I had just gotten back from Killian’s office after I had confronted him. We both agreed that both Ryker and I would come with him to the Shadowfang Pack. “Of course. As his mother, I can’t leave him behind here. We don’t know how many days we would be staying at the Shadowfang Pack. What would Killian think of me as a mother if I could bear to leave my son behind for days?” I shot back at my attendant, who dared to question my decision. “Luna, I don’t mean it that way, but Ryker could be so intolerable sometimes. I’m just afraid that if you bring him there, he might cause trouble for you and the Alpha,” The omega replied sincerely with her head bowed. I sighed. It’s one of the things that have been troubling my mind, too. If I had the choice, of course, I would rather leave this annoying kid behi