Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 71: Parents

Drystan's POV

"You seem to have a lot of time on your hands recently," Astrid asked me softly as I accompanied her for a walk around the garden.

I watched as she walked ahead of me, her hand leaning down slightly to the side to touch the flowers as she walked.

Every day, it has been part of Astrid's morning routine to take a walk in the garden before she ate her breakfast.

The Pack Doctor recommended including it in her routine as a safe exercise to reduce her swelling and to prepare her body for labor. Usually, it's Nova who joins her with her walk to make sure that she's safe, but I asked Nova to allow me to walk alone with Astrid this time.

Sometimes, when my mind zones out during work, I would see them by my office window, walking together and keeping each other company.

I have always wanted to join them, but my work wouldn't allow me to. Thankfully, this time, Caden agreed to fill my position and lead the morning training session of the Pack Warriors for me.

"I still have a lot of work to do," I answered. "But it wouldn't hurt to put myself first from time to time," I reasoned.

Astrid chuckled at my answer. "I never thought you were capable of dropping your work."

I snorted. Astrid has been staying in the Packhouse for two months. She knew what my working habits were.

fill in for me and lead the Pack Warriors' training, so I

training for me because he knew that joining Astrid in her morning walk was the best time that I could

the Shadowfang Pack, he has been curious to know how the bracelet ended up with Astrid. There's only one way to find out why Astrid has that royal heirloom in

from the bracelet, so I returned

saw her bracelet. "I almost forgot that you took it from me,"

you got it again?"

was just on top of her head. "She gave it to me when my mom

you when your mom

a teenager when I met her. The only family member that

breath and pushed her bracelet deep inside her pockets. "I was only six years old when

the little stones by the pebbled path. "I never knew who my father was," she

I was little, I never thought of asking questions. My father never really crossed my mind. My mother and grandmother raised me with so much love that I never felt anything missing in my life," Astrid added as she raised her head and stared straight

nodded my head as I matched her slow pace. "Do you know anything

as she thought about my question

I tried asking Grandma questions about him, but she didn't know anything. She doesn't know what he

"But how could that be? How could she not know the man who impregnated her own

too, but she never really answered my questions properly. She just always answers me with 'I don't know'." Astrid

fell silent at

think she was