Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 90: Cruel Fate

Drystan's POV

My knees turned weak as the realization that Astrid was going to die threatened to overwhelm me. I had to lean against the wall for support as my mind reeled with the cruel finality of the doctor's words.

I shook my head, refusing to accept this. "There must be another way. We can't just wait for her to die!" I insisted.

The Doctor placed a sympathetic hand on my shoulder as if he had already expected reluctance from me. "Even if by some miracle she managed to push through, her health might still deteriorate once she wakes up," he paused the unspoken words hanging between them.

"She might not be able to handle the news that she... miscarried," he finally uttered.

I took in a sharp breath, and my eyes widened at his horrible news.

"W-What?" I stammered as my breath left my lungs.

"I'm sorry, Alpha, the child did not make it. We did the best that we could to save the child, but with the injuries that Miss Astrid had suffered and with her wolf's weak condition, the child wasn't able to hold on.

My face fell when the doctor shared the devastating news. My shoulders sagged as a heavy weight pressed down upon me. My heart ached both for Astrid and for the child who never got the chance to live his life. "Alpha Drystan, I think I should take my leave," the doctor spoke solemnly so I could be alone.

I just nodded my head absentmindedly before he turned to leave. As soon as

What a cruel blow.

mother when she wasn't even born. Then, her mother

nothing but hurt her. His mate never failed to make her feel how worthless and useless she was, and while they were still together, he cheated on their marriage and

after she got divorced. Her son is the only one that she has. The only one that gave her the will

even that innocent soul

of fate is this? When will Astrid's suffering

the chair alone in the empty waiting room as I took in

already dead, and now she is dying too. Yet, no one still knows the person who is responsible for all of

perpetrator still runs free like nothing happened

the tears came out, I couldn't take it anymore. My composure

burrowed my face

of my lips

stoic, steadfast man Astrid had come to rely on. I've turned into a devastated soul

of fate. This is a loss I had never imagined having to bear, a pain I wished I could

down. I promised Astrid that I was going to protect her and her child, but in the end, I broke the

of her palms to her knees as she chased her breath. She rushed all the

Nova turned quiet