Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 161: Abnormalities

Alpha Theron's POV

I peered down at my precious daughter, who was sleeping peacefully on her bed. She doesn't look as pale as she had before. Color had finally formed on her lips, and her cheeks were painted.

Seeing her healthy, rosy complexion, I smiled and felt more relieved. Asha had told me that Astrid was getting better and better each day.

Astrid is a fighter who refuses to succumb to her defeat; soon enough, she's going to wake up soon, and I want to be the first thing she sees when she wakes up.

Until now, I still have no idea how I will explain that she lost her wolf when she woke up.

As a werewolf, losing your wolf does not mean becoming an average human. Our wolves and humans are one. When you lose your other half, it would literally feel like losing something that has been a considerable part of your life. It's like half of your soul torn away from you, lost forever. A half of your life gone missing.

Astrid had already gone through a lot of things. She lost her mate and husband, she lost her son, and then she lost her wolf.

I'm afraid that this would be the last blow. I want to help her, to make her feel that even if she has lost everything, she still has me with her.

However, I know that wouldn't help her. Astrid hates me, and I know she blames me for what happened to her mother and what happened to her life.

I am the root cause of all of this. It was I who destroyed everything.

I sat at the edge of Astrid's bed, my brow creased with worry when her rhythmic breaths suddenly turned into labored breaths.

as I stood up, my eyes wide

twitch, her nails elongated into

leaned forward, my heart pounding

her delicate features hardening and shifting before my very eyes. A low guttural growl rumbled in her throat, sending a chill down my spine. This was no longer my Astrid - this was

dead. What is this beast

"Astrid?" I whispered, my voice laced with fear and

I knew but a piercing

the creature before me threatened to

at

gaze, but

yellow irises looked fierce and wild, I could only take a few steps back

my back had finally reached the wall. I placed my arms firmly to my sides, even thought was capable of protecting

rather get hurt than hurt her. I stared into Astrid's eyes, facing her head-on, hoping that my strong resolve

was nowhere to be reached. Just when Astrid was about to give her a powerful blow, my eyes snapped toward the door, and it suddenly swung open. Before

could react to his arrival, he suddenly rushed

expecting that someone would suddenly join

as she found her limbs growing heavy and her

I demanded as I caught Astrid

just a sedative, dad. She was out of control, I had to do something," Andros answered as he held up the empty syringe in his

consciousness again. I was waiting for