Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 95: An Old Friend

Drystan's POV

I swallowed hard as Beta Alex ushered Nova and me into Astrid's dimly lit quarters. My nose twitched slightly when the heavy scent of medicinal herbs entered my nostrils. The air inside the room is thick with the scent of medicine and tense anticipation. As I entered inside, my gaze fell upon Astrid, her lithe form motionless upon a specialized treatment cot, surrounded by a flurry of white-clad physicians tending to her with solemn concentration.

Astrid's clothes are also changed into a white hospital robe. She looked pale and fragile inside the glass, a sign of how her life was slowly seeping out of her.

Nova gasped softly beside me, her delicate features etched with concern as she took in the scene before us.

I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly running dry. Different emotions churned within me: fear, worry, and no small measure of guilt. It's my fault that Astrid is fighting for her life. I should be the one lying in that bed, not her. Because of me, she had lost her child.

"H-How is she?" I managed to ask without my voice breaking.

Beta Alek opened his mouth to answer. However, he suddenly bowed, sending a wave of tension through the air.

I slowly turned around when I felt an immense power behind me. Slowly turning, I found myself face to face with an imposing figure Theron, the Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack.

I watched as he treaded inside the room with four guards lined up behind him. Two on his left and two on his right.

room turned instantly tensed because of his presence. Everyone stopped what they

posture of the

Alpha known all over the world. We would be

slowly approached her with a deep look in his eyes as he stared at her right through the glass. Feeling curious, I raised my head a little to steal a look at him. No one aside from me dared to lift their heads even

me when I saw him again after so many years. The last time I saw him, we

ourselves with misconduct and mischief. We never took anything seriously and did what was

outstanding academic background and had made a lot of achievements, when I was with Theron, we only

again after all these years reminded me of the past and

much from the last memory that I had of him. He is still the same. However, his bright face had turned sagged and

not the unruly teenagers that we used to be anymore. Time had already etched

and the trials

into the men that

testament to the burdens of leading a Pack through

if we could still bring back our friendship or

Theron did not finish his years in the academy just like I did. Theron left early when his father suddenly took him out of the academy and called him back

and since then, we've lost our connection. We never had the chance

eyes narrowed suspiciously as I continued to observe him in secret. I studied his stoic expression and the

like he had already seen her