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Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 346: Accusation
Astrid’s POV“Father,” I whispered, the word foreign on my tongue. I had never called him that before. It had always been “Alpha Theron” or just “Alpha.” Whenever I call him that, I could always see it in his face how he desired to hear me call him father.“Father, Father!” I called him repeatedly, hoping he would hear me, but it was too late.I reached out with trembling hands, brushing the blood-matted hair from his face. His skin was cold, his eyes closed, his features still etched with the dignity of the leader he had been. My vision blurred with tears that spilled over, unchecked and endless.“I’m sorry,” I choked, the words barely audible through the sobs that wracked my body. “I’m so sorry, Father. I wasn’t a good daughter. I was so hard on you, so angry. I should’ve… I should’ve forgiven you.”The words tumbled out in a torrent, each one a dagger to my heart. “I was too stubborn. Too proud. You tried to make things right, and I wouldn’t let you. I thought we had more time…
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Asha’s POVThe air was thick with grief, but Astrid’s accusatory words cut through the silence like a blade. I knelt beside Father’s lifeless body, tears blurring my vision. My trembling fingers clutched his cold hand, my mind struggling to process what Astrid was implying.Betrayal? From Andros?I glanced at my brother. His face was tight with a mix of anger and hurt, his posture rigid under Astrid’s scrutiny. He looked calm, yet something about his demeanor felt off. It wasn’t guilt—it was more like a defense mechanism, a mask he wore too well.Then it hit me—a memory. A vivid flash of a conversation I had overheard just a few days ago. How could I ever forget that unfamiliar stranger and the suspicious conversation that they had. At that time I didn’t think much of it, but as I remembered the details, I start to wonder if it was all connected to what happened to us. The date and the time that was mentioned, it all corresponds to the rogue attack. The timing is too perfect to b
Last Updated : 2024-12-07Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 348: Traitor
Asha’s POVI sat in my father’s office, the familiar scent of his presence filling the air—aged wood, leather, and a faint trace of his cologne. It was both comforting and painful. My eyes, red and puffy from crying, wandered across the room, lingering on the little things that made it undeniably his. The neatly stacked books on the shelf, the way his chair was slightly tilted as if he’d just left it moments ago, and the faint indentations on the desk where his hands often rested.Father. The word hung in my heart, heavy and aching. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, trying to hold onto the essence of him, even as it felt like he was slipping further away with each passing moment.My gaze dropped to the book on the desk. Its worn, ancient cover seemed unassuming, but I now knew better. I had finished reading it moments ago, and its secrets still swirled in my mind, unsettling and confusing.I looked around the room again, my father’s memory woven into every corner, every object
Last Updated : 2024-12-07Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 349: Assistance
Asha’s POVThe smell of freshly baked bread and steaming coffee filled the air as Andros and I sat at the dining table. It felt strange, not having father eat with us. Andros is now sitting on the seat where father used to sit. My gaze flickered to Andros, watching him as he ate, seemingly unbothered. For the first time, I looked at him with suspicion, studying the slight tension in his jaw, the way his eyes were distant, and his movements sharper than usual. “You’ve been quiet,” he said suddenly, his voice breaking the silence. He set his fork down and looked at me. “Just tired,” I lied, forcing a small smile. Andros leaned back on his chair, his expression unreadable. “I’m leaving later today. I’ll take a group of warriors with me to visit the Silvermoon Pack.”My head snapped up, my stomach twisting. “The Silvermoon Pack? Why?”He raised an eyebrow at me. as if the answer were obvious. “Astrid could be hiding there. It’s the only place she’d run for protection.”A chill run d
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Asha’s POVThe pieces began to fall into place, and my chest tightened with realization. Astrid had been hiding something from me all this time. Her recent actions, her sudden aloofness, as if creating distance between us — it all made sense now.“She knew,” I murmured, the words more a thought than a question.Asha nodded. “She did. And she kept it hidden from everyone, even me.”“She lost control once,” I said quietly, more to myself than to Asha. “I saw her wolf, and she was terrified. I didn’t know what it meant at the time, but now…”I ran a hand through my hair, guilt clawing at me. “She was carrying this burden alone, and I wasn’t there for her. I let her push me away again because I thought she needed space. I should have known better.”“Don’t blame yourself,” Asha said softly. “She’s been hiding this her entire life. My father protected her, but he didn’t tell Andros or me. And now…”Her voice faltered, and I looked at her sharply. “What about your father? What did he think
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Andros’s POVThe knock on my door came just as I expected. My warriors knew better than to waste time when it came to delivering critical information.“Enter,” I called, my voice steady and calm.One of my men stepped in, bowing his head in deference. “Alpha Andros, we’ve confirmed Astrid’s location. She’s at the Crimsonbane Pack. Asha and Killian are already on their way to see her.”A slow, sinister smile spread across my face. “Perfect,” I murmured, leaning back in my chair.I tapped my fingers against the armrest, letting the satisfaction wash over me. Asha thought she was so clever, thought she could outmaneuver me. She’d been playing right into my hands from the beginning, her every move as predictable as the sunrise.“She actually believed she was outsmarting me,” I said, my voice laced with amusement. “Stupid girl. Always so ruled by her emotions. So easy to read.”I stood, walking to the window as I continued, my voice dropping into a colder tone. “Asha has always been predi
Last Updated : 2024-12-07Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 352: Document
Astrid’s POVHer words made me flinch, but I didn’t respond. Asha reached into her bag and pulled out a document, holding it out to me.“This,” she said, her voice trembling slightly, “is from our father. It’s proof that he wanted you to lead the Shadowfang Pack. Not Andros.”I took the paper with trembling hands, scanning the words. My father’s handwriting, so familiar and yet so distant, stared back at me. The weight of his decision settled over me like a crushing burden.I fell silent, I had no idea that despite my cold treatment towards him, he still chose to hand me his position before he died. Overwhelming grief enveloped my heart once again as I remember how he died. “I can’t do this,” I said, shaking my head and thrusting the document back toward Asha. “I can’t lead the pack.”“Astrid—” Asha began, but I cut her off.“You don’t understand,” I said, my voice breaking. “My wolf… it’s getting stronger. Harder to control. I can feel it—the power, the rage. One day, I’m going to l
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Astrid’s POVSomething inside me snapped seeing the fear in Ryker’s eyes and hearing him call me “Mommy” for the first time even though he had no idea that I as his mother. Although he doesn’t know the truth, he had considered me his mother from the start. An overwhelming urge to protect her filled me. I don’t want to let him down. Heat surged through my body, and I felt my wolf rise to the surface, more powerful and uncontrollable than ever before. My bones cracked, my muscles shifted, and my vision sharpened as I transformed.When the change was complete, the world seemed to pause.Gasps echoed around me as everyone froze, their eyes fixed on my massive wolf form. My silver fur shimmered in the fading light, and my glowing dark eyes burned with an intensity that even I couldn’t fully comprehend.Andros turned, his smug expression vanishing as terror consumed him.“The monster… i-it has come out!” he stuttered, stumbling backward. “Kill her! Kill her! She has completely transforme
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Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 386: The Amulet’s Power
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Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 384: Rowena’s Betrayal
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Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 382: The Cursed Relic
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