Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 117: Gold-Digger

Astrid's POV

"Astrid, are you alright?" Nova's soft voice entered my ears as soon as I stepped out of the therapist's office.

I shook my head softly in reply as I held on her arm tight.

Every time that I go for a session with a therapist, I always leave feeling raw and exposed afterward.

The carefully constructed walls I had built around my emotions were always methodically dismantled, one brick at a time, by the therapists's well-thought questions.

Nova wrapped a hand around me to comfort me. "Don't worry, you're done already. You can finally relax," Nova whispered soothingly as she helped me out of the room.

I could only nod my head and swallow hard at her words. I always feel weak and out of myself after my therapy sessions.

With the therapist's keen insights and probing questions, she always got into the buried feelings that I had desperately tried to bury and tuck away from the deepest corners of my mind.

It's her job to unearth those buried emotions, forcing me to confront the grief that I have been suppressing.

dark past, and then that incident. That

therapist's words echoing in my mind that true healing could only come through facing traumas head-on, through giving voice to the experiences that

me both physically and emotionally, but the therapist

my way back to wholeness. But at this

maybe things would have been easier for me. I have only realized it just now, but I have become

for me during dangerous situations. He was always the one who protected me from the different dangers I was

stop, I saw Asha standing in front of us with hatred in her eyes. "Where are you going?" Asha asked us with coldness

the Alpha's office,"

I think I know

Theron told me me to visit him in

only hang around my father just to get your hands on his money. You are

Nightsong Pack was practically bankrupt now ever since all the Alphas broke their alliances with you. That's the reason why you came here, isn't it? You are just using my father's power to keep your Pack afloat," Asha said,

and I will never use anybody to save our Pack. You have no idea what Drystan had gone

it, Astrid. Ever since you

has always been pre-occupied with you. Everyone could see how much you fawn over him to earn his favor. You are just like your mother, a

sudden shift to this more personal attack. "You don't bring my dead

shouldn't I? The apple

from the