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 nearest to me to

without a sound coming out of my lips as the pain slowly

last time this happened, I was still able to retain my sense of hearing, but now, I am completely left with

Without any advantages, I struggled to gain back

as I tried to connect with my wolf, Lyra, hoping that she would be here to

either. My connection with her had turned faint. It's like only a single thread is what's

suffocating wave of

I strained to flex

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

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

as fear gripped my heart. Just when I thought I would forever be a prisoner in my own form, powerless to escape, I was given hope when I began to hear words

diver fighting to swim to the surface to have a breath of air. The more I fought and followed the voice, the more the sound

fault. I am the reason why you

brows furrowed as I listened closely. I could feel the person's pain as he spoke. For some reason, my

to you - the neglect, the coldness, the way I made your life

blinked away tears when

a selfish,

no one to

I have caused you nothing but pain. In the end, all

my chin up as I gradually gained the most control of my body. My sense of touch and my vision, all of my

myself again.