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 keep

out of my lips as the pain slowly subsided, and I began to lose

this happened, I was still able to retain my

my own body. Without any advantages, I

inside my head as I tried to connect with my

to be found either. My connection with her had turned faint. It's

wave of panic

me. I strained

nothing Kappened. Dread consumed me as contemplated the possibility that might

way worse than it was last time. What if I was stuck this way forever? The thought filled me with a bone-deep terror that made my skin

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 hearing

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

voice trembled. "This is all my fault. I am the reason

the person's pain as he spoke. For

everything I've done to you - the neglect, the coldness,

away tears when I finally

was a

no one

in now. I'm the reason why you've become like this. I have caused you nothing

My sense of touch and my vision, all

myself again.