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.

that incident.

the therapist's words echoing in my mind that true healing could only come

both physically and emotionally, but

way back to wholeness. But

been easier for me. I have only realized it just now, but I have become more comfortable and relaxed whenever Drystan is around. I didn't realize that my body had learned to rely more on Drystan's

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

stopped in her tracks, making me stop, too; when I raised my head to see what made her stop, I saw Asha standing in front of us with hatred in her eyes. "Where are you going?"

are going to the

been visiting my father's office more frequently recently. I think I know what

Theron told me me to visit him

hands on his money. You are nothing

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, her voice dripping with

that up!" I exclaimed. "Drystan and I will never use anybody to save our Pack. You have no idea what Drystan had gone through to raise his Pack on his own with a

Astrid. Ever since

are just like your mother, a gold-digger and a slut No wonder why people would easily believe the

attack. "You don't bring my dead mother into this Asha," I hissed at

shouldn't I?

from the tree. Why