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.

I called out her name as I stood up, my eyes

twitch, her nails elongated into sharp, deadly

forward, my heart

very eyes. A low guttural growl rumbled in her throat, sending a chill down my spine. This was no

was already dead. What is this beast

I reached out a trembling hand. "Astrid?" I whispered, my voice

eyelids snapped open, and I recoiled at the sight of her eyes - no longer the warm brown I knew but a piercing predatory yellow. She let out

the creature before me threatened to break free from its

looked at

but at the

at me. Her yellow irises looked fierce and wild, I could only take a few steps back not knowing how could caff Astrid

my sides, even

I stared into Astrid's eyes, facing her head-on, hoping that my strong resolve could call her

was about to give her a powerful blow, my eyes snapped toward the door, and it suddenly swung open. Before Astrid could do any harm to me, my son Andros arrived just on time. He barged into the

react to his arrival, he suddenly rushed behind

surprise, not expecting

found her limbs growing heavy and her consciousness

as I caught Astrid in my

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

who had slipped away from her consciousness again. I was waiting for