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.

called out her name as I stood up, my

began to twitch, her nails

in stunned disbelief as I leaned forward, my heart pounding in my chest. What was happening to my

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 her

wolf was already dead. What is this beast that is

a trembling hand. "Astrid?" I whispered,

I recoiled at the sight of her eyes - no longer the warm brown I knew but a piercing predatory yellow. She let out a feral snarl, her body tensing

as the creature before me threatened to break free from its

at

gaze, but at

wild, I could only take a few steps back not knowing

to my sides, even thought was capable of protecting myself as

facing her head-on, hoping that my strong resolve

it suddenly swung open. Before

his arrival, he suddenly rushed behind Astrid and subdued

caught in surprise, not expecting that someone would suddenly

she found her limbs growing heavy

caught Astrid in my arms before she

of control, I had to do something," Andros answered as he held up the empty syringe

from her consciousness again. I was waiting for her to wake up, but I didn't expect