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Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 308: Pancakes
Astrid’s POVThe next day, I woke up early, determined to make the most of the time I had with Ryker. If I couldn’t tell him the truth yet, I’d focus on slowly building our relationship, step by careful step. Patience would be key, and I was willing to take it slow, to earn his trust. I figured I’d start with breakfast — something simple but thoughtful, something he might enjoy.It felt like a small gesture, but I hoped it could be the first step towards bridging the gap between us. And as I stood in the kitchen, it hit me — this would be the first time I’d ever cooked breakfast for my son. I wanted it to be special, something that showed how much I cared. But as I scanned the kitchen, my mind raced with uncertainty. Pancakes? Eggs? Maybe toast with fruit on the side? Every option seemed too simple, too ordinary for a moment that felt so significant.I caught myself overthinking every little detail. What if he didn’t like it? What if I got it wrong? I wanted so badly for him to e
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 309: Where is Mother?
Astrid’s POVThe nanny’s eyes widened as she watched Ryker eat, and I could see the surprise clearly written on her face. She leaned forward, her gaze shifting from Ryker to me, as if she couldn’t quite believe what she was seeing.“I... I can’t believe it,” she whispered, her voice tinged with awe. “You actually got it right.”I offered her a tentative smile, my eyes still focused on Ryker. “I just wanted to make sure he had something he liked,” I said softly. “I know how particular he is.”She shook her head, a look of wonder crossing her features. “Particular doesn’t even begin to cover it,” she replied with a gentle laugh. “It’s almost impossible to get it right with him on the first try. It took me months just to figure out his preferences. Even now, I still make mistakes before I manage to cook the right pancake for him. I was so frustrated, I nearly quit my job as his nanny because of it.” She paused, her eyes softening as they met mine. “But you did it.”Her compliment war
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 310: Family Picture
Killian stepped forward, his presence a steadying force in the room. “Hey, buddy,” he said, his voice unusually soft, almost gentle. “I know yesterday didn’t go the way we planned.”Ryker’s eyes shifted to him, his expression still clouded. Killian knelt down beside him, making sure he was at Ryker’s eye level. “It was supposed to be a special day for you — your birthday — but things got a little... messy. And I’m really sorry about that.”Ryker tilted his head, his fingers still toying with the edge of his notepad. He was listening, but I could tell he was waiting for more.Killian’s face softened, and for a moment, the guarded mask he usually wore was gone. “I promise we’ll make it up to you. We’ll do whatever you want — just you and me. How does that sound?”Ryker’s eyes lit up, if only for a second. He scribbled quickly on his notepad before holding it up. “Anything?”Killian’s lips curled into a small smile, a glimmer of relief in his eyes. “Anything,” he confirmed. “Just name i
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 311: Illusions
Astrid’s POVThe sun kissed my skin as I stood on the shoreline, watching Ryker and Killian splash in the surf. Laughter carried on the breeze, mingling with the rhythmic crash of the waves. For once, I allowed myself to relax, to pretend that everything was exactly as it should be. We were like a real family bonding together at the beach. Ryker’s smile — bright and carefree — was enough to make m believe in the illusion, even just for a moment. I imagined everything was well with us, Killian and I were still married and that Ryker thinks I’m his mother. It was a good thought, a great illusion, but it was far from the truth. Still, I couldn’t help it. It was nice to indulge myself with the fantasy. I let myself breathe, inhaling the salty tang of the sea breeze. It was a rare thing, this kind of peace. I’ve never felt this peaceful since I found out that my son is alive. For the first time, I felt I was alive again. Being with my son, seeing him safe and happy I finally could f
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 312: Attackers
Astrid’s POVThe poison courses through my veins, burning like wildfire as it spreads. I can feel its tendrils seeping into every muscle, rendering my limbs heavy and unresponsive. Panic claws at my chest as the world blurs and darkens, the strength I’ve always prided myself on slipping away. The sand beneath my fingers feels coarse and cold as I clutch at the ground, trying to stay anchored, trying to fight the rising tide of fear and hopelessness.In the distance, I catch a glimpse of Killian locked in a vicious fight, his movements a blur as he fends off the attackers. My heart pounds. He’s occupied and even if he’s not, he’s too far. I know he won’t reach me in time. I’m alone. I have no one but myself. And the attackers — they’re closing in.I looked at Ryker, his eyes wide and terrified, his small hands gripping my arm as I struggle to rise.It’s hopeless for me. I couldn’t run. But Ryker… he has to go on, he has to protect himself. “Run,” I whisper, my voice cracking.
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 313: Unleashed
Astrid’s POVAs I lie there, hopelessness threatens to swallow me whole.I can’t shift, I can’t fight. If only I still had my wolf—if only I were strong enough.I’m so tired of feeling defenseless, of losing everything I care about.Sobs choke me as I call out to my wolf, the part of me that has been silent for so long.I haven’t seen her nor heard from her since the accident. I’m not sure if I had lost her, but I needed her now. She has to come back.The darkness pulls at me, a relentless tide that threatens to swallow me whole.My vision fades, and every muscle feels like it’s made of lead as I lie helpless on the sand.
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 314: Bloodthirsty Creature
Killian’s POVI tear into another attacker, my jaws snapping as I toss him aside. But they keep coming, one after the other, their numbers overwhelming.I'm outnumbered, and every move feels heavier, slower. My fur is matted with blood-some mine, some theirs-but it's not enough.Two wolves slam into my side, knocking me off my feet and pinning me down.I growl, thrashing as I try to push them off, but their combined weight keeps me grounded.I catch sight of one of them his teeth bared-lunging for my throat. I twist, trying to shake him off, but they have me pinned, and I know I'm losing this fight.My wolf surges with frustration and fury. We're much powerful compared to them, but we're running out of strength, and I can feel the odds tipping against us.Just as one of
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 315: Posessed
Astrid’s POVI rushed to Killian’s side without a second thought, my only goal was to protect him. I can see he’s outnumbered, pinned down beneath two wolves.My only thought is to protect him, to fight for him. But as I rip the wolf off of him, something changes.The scent of blood hits me harder, sharper. My claws sink deeper into the flesh, and I can hear my wolf whispering in the back of my mind, ‘More. Give me more.’I feel the weight of my wolf coiling inside me, urging me forward as I tear through another attacker.My teeth sink into flesh, the taste of blood filling my mouth, and the rush of power surges through me.I can feel her — my wolf — pushing me away, clawing at the surface, wan
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Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 342: Evacuate
Asha’s POVThe chaos outside the Packhouse was deafening, the shouts of warriors mixing with the blaring alarms. My heart pounded in my chest as I rushed to find my father. Three warriors trailed closely behind me, their presence both reassuring and a reminder of how grave the situation was.When I found him in the main hall, his expression was a mix of concern and focus. The weight of leadership never left his shoulders, even now, as danger closed in on us.“Father,” I called, my voice firm but urgent. “The rogues have breached the borders. Andros sent me to evacuate you. We have to leave now.”His brows furrowed deeply, his gaze shifting toward the window where the faint glow of fires could be seen in the distance. “How could this be? How could they get past the security measures so fast? We have the most advanced technology. How could the rogues enter our perimeters just like that?” My father echoed the same questions that I had, but there was no time to think. “The rogues woul
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 341: Under Attack
Astrid’s POVThe moon hung high in the sky, its cold light spilling into the quiet room. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the open suitcase before me. My hands shook as I carefully folded my clothes, my mind a tangled mess of emotions I couldn’t untangle.I was my father’s legitimate daughter.The truth had unraveled everything I thought I knew about myself. For years, I’d believed I was nothing — a mistake, a stain on his perfect image. I’d told myself I didn’t belong, that I would never be worthy and that I was just a trouble to their perfect family. And now, knowing it was all a lie… it left me hollow.He’d hidden the truth from me. From all of us. I wasn’t sure what hurt more— the truth itself, or the years of deception.I clenched a shirt in my fists, my breath trembling as I fought to steady it. This doesn’t change anything. I couldn’t let it. He might have been my father by blood, but he had never been a father to me. That bond had been broken long before I even kn
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 340: Eavesdropper
Asha’s POVThe soft crunch of leaves beneath my boots was the only sound as I walked through the forest path.My mother’s grave is far from the Packhouse. She is buried in a secluded area, giving her peace. The cool air carried a solemn stillness that matched my mood. Visiting her grave was my sanctuary, a place where I could let my guard down and remember the woman who raised me.That’s when I saw him — Andros, my older brother, standing at the edge of the woods. The shadows from the trees seemed to engulf him, and his posture was rigid, alert. Was he here to visit Mother too? I wondered. My heart swelled at the thought. It wasn’t often that Andros and I shared these quiet moments. As the crowned Alpha he has too many responsibilities placed on his shoulder. He was always busy. I opened my mouth to call out to him but stopped short when another figure emerged from the shadows. My brows furrowed. The man wore a black hoodie that concealed most of his face, and his movements wer
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 339: Resentment
Asha’s POVI staggered back, shaking my head in disbelief. “That’s not true. That can’t be true,” I mumbled as if I was just trying to convince myself.“I was left with no choice, Asha. Your mother—Luna Jamaica—was my brother’s mate. He was the rightful Alpha. But when he died, the Pack needed a leader. And I… I was the only option. I was forced to marry her to maintain stability. To keep this Pack from falling apart.”My father’s eyes turned red as he tried his best to hold back his tears. My heart wrenched as I feel for his pain. This is the first time I ever saw my father look so vulnerable. “I gave up everything. My mate. My happiness. My future. I gave it all away for this Pack, for a life I never wanted. And every day since, I have lived with that choice. With the weight of betraying my mate, of turning my back on the only woman I ever loved.”I stared at him, my body trembling as the truth settled over me like a suffocating blanket. Everything I had believed, everything I
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 338: Legitimate Child
Asha’s POVI squared my shoulders as I faced my father, my eyes narrowing at him in anger. I crossed my arms tightly over my chest, the weight of years of frustration and jealousy boiling to the surface. My father simply stood before me, his usual composed demeanor tinged with a rare expression of exasperation, but I didn’t care. Not anymore“She doesn’t even call you Father!” I spat, my voice trembling with anger. “Not once in her life has Astrid ever acknowledged you as her father. And yet, you treat her like she’s some prized treasure. Why, Father? Because you feel guilty for neglecting her? She’s just your illegitimate child! It’s best that she realize she’s not special!” I blurted out angrily.Alpha Theron’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t speak. That silence — his silence — was what always drove me mad. He would never defend himself, never justify his actions, as if I were the one being unreasonable. But I wasn’t.“She’s ungrateful!” I continued, pacing back and forth as my em
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 337: The Solution
Astrid’s POVThe silence after the call ended was heavier than the words I hadn’t spoken.I remained frozen, clutching the phone as though its weight could tether me to the choices I had made. Each unspoken truth tightened like a vice around my chest, each lie stealing the air I so desperately needed.I wanted nothing more than to turn back, to run to Ryker and finally tell him who I really was. But how could I? How could I be so selfish, so reckless? I knew the truth about my condition — how dangerous and uncertain everything is. How could I let him get close to me, knowing how it will all end?The thought of Ryker loving me, only to lose me, was unbearable. I couldn’t let him go through that pain, the kind of pain that had already hollowed me out. I knew it too well — the ache of losing someone you’d give anything to keep. The searing, unrelenting agony of losing my husband, the devastation of outliving my child. I wouldn’t wish that torment on anyone, least of all Ryker.A shiv
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 336: Distance
Killian’s POVIt had been days since Ryker had last seen Giselle, and Ryker still hadn’t asked a single question about her mother. At first, I was afraid of what he’d say, dreading the moment he’d look me in the eye and ask, Where’s my mother? I couldn’t bring myself to tell him the truth, knowing how much it would break him. How could I possibly explain to him that Giselle is not her mother, and that she’s dead. In his whole life, Ryker believed that Giselle was his mother — she’d raised him, after all, and he’d known her as nothing else.I know it would be difficult for him to accept and process the whole truth, and I was trying my best to avoid the confrontation from him. But now… I’m no longer just worried about Ryker’s difficult questions now I wasn’t just avoiding the question. I am now worried wondering why he still haven’t asked me any question. In the days that had passed, he hadn’t asked even once. Not a word about Giselle. No concern, no curiosity. Just silence. And
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 335: Birthright
Alpha Theron’s POVAndros scoffed, his disbelief clear as he tilted his head back. “You are choosing Astrid over me?” he spat out. “You’re going to make her the crowned Luna of this Pack? It’s only been three years since you met her, and you think she’s worthy of this title? What do you think Asha would say? Astrid isn’t even your legitimate child!”I met his gaze, my own expression resolute. “Astrid has proven herself capable. She’s been our acting Beta for three years and led as the Luna of the Silvermoon Pack for five years before that. She has the qualities, the skills, and the strength needed to lead. In terms of ability, Andros, she does her job far better than you.”Andros’s fists clenched, his expression darkening with insult and rage. “This is madness! The Pack won’t accept it! My mother is your true mate and the Luna of this Pack. Giving your position to someone who isn’t her child is an insult to her legacy and to this Pack!”I took a step forward, my voice unwavering.
Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 334: Crowned Alpha
Alpha Theron’s POVA long silence settled over the room after I asked the question, heavy and tense. I kept my gaze fixed on Andros, waiting, hoping for a sign of remorse or an explanation. But what I saw instead shook me to my core. Andros looked back at me, and in that gaze, I saw a stranger. The gentle son I thought I knew was gone, and in his place stood a man cold and unyielding.Then he spoke, his voice sharper and louder than I had ever heard it, filled with a defiance that sent a chill through me. “You want to know why I did it?” he snapped, his tone a mix of anger and something darker. “I did it for us, for this pack. I was doing you a favor by doing what you could never bring yourself to do.”His words stunned me. Andros had never raised his voice to me, not once in all the years I’d known him. Even when I was harsh or demanding — as I always was, he had always accepted it in silence, never challenging me. But now, he stood before me, speaking without restraint, and I
