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.

out her name as I stood up, my eyes

her nails elongated into sharp,

stunned disbelief as I leaned forward, my heart pounding in my chest.

my very eyes. A low guttural growl rumbled in her throat, sending a chill down

her wolf was already dead. What is this beast that is lurking

a trembling hand. "Astrid?" I whispered, my voice laced with fear and a desperate

- no longer the warm brown I knew but

the creature before me threatened to break free from its

at me

gaze, but at

she was not the one looking at me. Her yellow irises looked fierce and wild, I could only take a few steps back not knowing how could

my arms firmly to my sides, even thought was capable of protecting myself as a powerful Alpha. I couldn't bring myself to hurt my

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

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

suddenly rushed behind Astrid and subdued her from

in surprise, not expecting that someone

but it was too late. I watched as she found her limbs growing heavy and her consciousness slipping away Astrid's

Astrid in my arms before

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

again. I was waiting for