Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 144: Backstabber

Astrid's POV

I grunted at the pounding headache that had overtaken my body. I can barely see straight-everything is blurry, and I feel so disoriented like I was drugged. However, I haven't eaten or drank anything this morning. It's impossible that I was poisoned.

What's happening to me is strange but also familiar. This was the same thing that happened to me the last time that I lost control of myself and attacked Asha. First, there was that pounding headache, and then once the pain was gone... I suddenly lost control of my body.

I pressed my palms firmly against my temples as if I could somehow squeeze the pain out. But it's no use. The throbbing only intensifies.

It feels like my brain is being squeezed in a vice-like grip. The pain is excruciating, radiating from the center of my skull down to my neck and shoulders.

Still, I tried my best to fight through the pain and keep my eyes open. I can't let what happened last time happen again.

I'm afraid that if I allowed my wolf to take control over my body again, worse things would happen this time.

My vision swirled. Shapes and colors were merged together in a dizzying kaleidoscope. I try to blink away the haze, but it only seems to get worse.

The more that I lose my vision, the clearer that silver wolf becomes in my head.

I've already experienced this last time. Little by little, I'm losing all my senses. Once my vision is gone, I'm afraid it would be easy for that wolf to take over. "What are you doing?" I asked the wolf weakly.

She was just staring at me with a cold gaze, not answering.

held to the solid thing

my lips as the pain slowly

this happened, I was still able to retain my sense

again trapped inside my own body. Without any advantages,

inside my head as I tried to connect with my wolf, Lyra, hoping that

she's nowhere to be found either. My connection with her had turned faint. It's like only a single thread is

suffocating wave

strained to flex

Dread consumed me as contemplated the possibility that might not be able to get back my control over

way worse than it was last time. What if I was stuck this way forever? The thought filled

thought I would forever be a prisoner in my own form, powerless to escape, I was given hope when I began to hear words again. My sense of

breath of air. The more I fought and followed the voice,

voice trembled. "This is all my fault. I am the reason why you are suffering like

as I listened closely. I could feel the person's pain as he spoke. For some reason, my heart twitched as I listened to

done to you

eyes blinked away tears when I finally realized

a selfish,

no

this. I have caused you nothing but pain. In the

my body. My sense of touch and my vision, all of my senses, had finally come back, and

myself again.