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 has always

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

and painful process, draining me both physically and emotionally,

my way back to wholeness. But at this moment, all I ever craved was an escape, a chance to just retreat and gather the

just now, but I have become more comfortable and relaxed

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

made her stop, I saw Asha standing in front of us with hatred in

are going to the

my father's office more frequently recently. I

confusion. "Alpha Theron told me me to visit

you only hang around my father just to get your hands on his money. You are nothing but a parasite, latching onto him for your own gain." "Excuse me!" I blurted out when she started

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

our Pack. You have no idea what Drystan had gone through

Ever

could see how much you fawn over him to earn his favor. You are just like your mother,

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

I?

far from the tree. Why

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