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.

past, and then that

mind that true healing could only come

draining me both physically and emotionally, but the therapist insisted it was the only way

through the pain if I ever want to find my way back to wholeness. But at this moment, all I ever

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

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

head to see what made her stop, I saw Asha standing

the Alpha's office,"

visiting my father's office more frequently recently. I think I know what you're doing," Asha's

me

hang around my father just to get your hands on his money. You are nothing but a parasite, latching

your Pack. The Nightsong Pack was practically bankrupt now ever since all the Alphas broke their alliances with you. That's the

Pack. You have no idea what Drystan had gone through to raise his Pack

Astrid. Ever

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 gold-digger and

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

I?

from the tree. Why else