Drystan’s POVIn the end, Astrid managed to convince Nova and me to bring her back to the Pack in exchange for a promise that she would visit here every week for her routine checks. Astrid really didn’t want to stay here any longer. Ever since she found out that her father was actually the Alpha of this Pack, she couldn’t wait to leave. Asha, on the other hand, hadn't seen Asha since she found out that Astrid was her half-sister. She had never shown herself to us ever since When we arrived at the Shadowfang Pack, we brought nothing with us except ourselves. It was an unplanned trip. Thankfully, the Shadowfang Pack provided us with clothes so we could change. Now that we are returning to our pack, we changed the clothes that we wore at Killian’s engagement party since it was the only one we owned. “Are you really sure that you’d come with us?” I asked Astrid for the umpteenth time already. Astrid nodded her head, not getting tired of giving me the same response. “Even if you as
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 POVThe room was covered with silence when everyone left the room. I turned to my side, facing the opposite direction and covered myself with a blanket. I don’t know why Alpha Theron has to stay. What else does he have to say to me? Isn’t it clear that I don’t want to talk to him? Haven’t I pushed him enough away from me already? “Astrid, I know you hate me. What I did to you and your mother was unforgivable, and nothing that I do will make up for all the mistakes that I had done to the both of you,” Alpha Theron started to speak, his voice solemn and filled with remorse. “I don’t deserve your forgiveness… I never will. All that I’m asking is that please give me a chance. You can hate me all you want, I will accept that, just let me be there for you. Give me a chance in your life even if I cannot break through your heart,” Alpha Theron pleaded. As the Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack, Alpha Theron has never pleaded with anyone before; it was always the other way arou
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 POVAsha’s terrified screams pierced my ears as I blacked out for a moment. I couldn’t see anything, nor did I know what was happening. I have lost control of myself, like I was trapped inside my own body. “Astrid STOP!!! You are going to kill her!” Nova yelled at me, but I had no idea why she was shouting for me to stop. Panic started to set in as I struggled to get out of myself. I clawed desperately at the boundaries of my consciousness, fighting for control over my body. My wolf had never done something like this before, blocking me from full control over my human body, including my other senses. All that was left of me was my sense of hearing. Usually, in werewolves, the human side should always have higher human control over the human form, just like how the wolf side has higher control over their wolf form.I don’t know how my wolf managed to take full control over my human body, trapping me and keeping me from taking over. “Lyra… Lyra stop. What are you doing?”
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
Astrid’s POVAsha’s scowl deepened, and her knuckles also turned white as she gripped her armrest tightly. Sparks of rage flickered and danced in her eyes, casting an almost unnatural glow upon her features as rage coursed through her. “How dare you try to justify Astrid’s actions by using the trauma she had endured!” She lashed out at Nova. “Trauma will never be an excuse to hurt others!” she spat out, her voice laced with venom. “Astrid made a choice to lash out, and that choice was wrong — unforgivable, even. Her trauma will never justify her actions.”Suddenly, Alpha Theron stood up from his seat; his powerful frame cast a shadow upon them. Asha’s blood ran cold as she recognized the fury etched across her father’s features — a look that no one ever dared to provoke before. “You have the audacity to call Astrid and her mother a ‘gold-digger’ and a ‘slut’?” Alpha Theron bellowed, his deep voice rumbling like distant thunder. Asha shrunk back, the weight of his accusation press
Astrid’s POV“Stop blaming yourself for it,” Nova suddenly spoke beside me, breaking me from my thoughts. “It wasn’t your fault. She was the one who approached us and said those mean things first. She was clearly asking for a fight.” I turned my gaze back to the view outside the window when I finally realized what she was talking about. “I’m sure she did it on purpose. She deliberately provoked you to make you lose control. It was obvious that she was trying to make you look like a bad person in front of your father. In the end, her plan backfired,” Nova continued talking. I sighed and lowered my gaze to my fingers. “It’s normal for her to feel that I’m a threat, Nova. As someone who grew up without a father, I will never know how it feels like to grow up with one. Asha had experienced that, and now she’s feeling that her father is slowly slipping away because of me. It’s normal for her to do such things. I only wish that her fear won’t become true.” Nova momentarily stopped what