Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 99: Healing

Drystan's POV

My attention turned to Theron as I waited for him to answer his daughter's question. I was so desperate for help and to save Astrid's life that I didn't even question the motive behind Theron's kindness.

I was just glad that he was there to help us, without even knowing what this could possibly mean for us.

Why exactly is Theron so willing to help us?

My eyes brimmed with a mixture of anticipation and unease as I waited for his answer. The weight of Asha's question hung in the air, demanding an answer from her father.

Theron, his face blank with any emotions, paused for a moment, the seconds ticking by like the steady beat of a drum.

"Do you even know her, father? I can understand why you are willing to help her because Alpha Drystan is your friend, but why would you use the Pack's sacred treasure for her?" Asha asked again, forcing her father to break his silence. "Are you questioning my decision and my authority, Asha?" Theron asked his daughter coldly, his eyes narrowing into slits as he glared at her.

"I'm your father, but I'm this Pack's Alpha also. You have no right to question my decisions!" Theron yelled at his daughter.

Asha's lips thinned. Her hands clenched to her sides in anger, but she doesn't dare to say a thing.

have become too lenient with you to the point that you've forgotten your

Asha. You've embarrassed me in front of my guests and in front of our Pack members. You are

sorry, father. You know that I would never question your decision and your authority, especially in public. As your daughter and a member of this Pack, I'm just worried about our Pack," Asha spoke with a low voice. Theron sighed after hearing his daughter's apology. "I know what I

ever make sense in the future? What is Theron thinking of

was still hard, but she remained

arrived with two omegas following behind him, carrying something that

Alek spoke before taking off the cover to present the Lunar

turned wide in awe as I stared at their Pack's sacred

is a mesmerizing and otherworldly concoction. It appears as a luminescent, silvery-blue liquid that seems to shimmer and dance within its thick glass container as if reflecting

he pulled his finger back as if electrocuted by the power thrumming

surely save

room," Beta Alek spoke. "For centuries, our ancestors kept it safe and hidden

like," Theron whispered as

Without asking for any permission, she placed her hands around it and held it

up as they reflected the light. The liquid has a captivating depth to

whispered under

worry. The Lunar