Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 182: Comparison

Andros's POV

I stood in front of my father with my head lowered and my fists clenched tightly to my side as I waited for what his reaction was going to be.

I had just finished giving my presentation and showing him everything. Now, he is meticulously going through the data I have printed for him to see.

The seconds ticked by, the silence in the room deafening, and I could feel the tension building, coiling tighter with every passing moment.

I flinched, my heart pounding in my chest, when he suddenly slammed the papers down onto the desk. The documents scattered, and I swallowed hard, bracing myself for the onslaught of criticism I knew was coming.

"Two percent?" My father's voice thundered, the anger and disappointment lacing his words. "You are already proud of that after all the resources poured into this venture, this is the best that you can do?"

I opened my mouth, desperate to explain, to plead my case, but the words got caught in my throat as his piercing gaze silenced me.

Two percent is the development that the business made. I know it's too little to satisfy him, but I wasn't expecting to receive such a violent reaction from him.

the business for years and until now you're still making little to no progress," he continued, shaking his head in disgust. "Your sister, Astrid has only been managing the Pack for three years as an acting Beta, but she's making more progress and producing more

was like a knife to my heart. Before, when Astrid still hadn't entered our life,

always compare me to her. It was always

me, more capable than me. Father is more proud of

I could be the great Alpha that he wanted me to be, but all my efforts always

you the

even manage a simple business, how are you supposed to manage a large Pack?" he growled, the words cutting

defeated, the weight

expectations weren't already high enough, it becomes even higher because of

my father would have been fine with the two percent progress, but because of her, the two percent progress is

with better results next time," I mumbled, unable to raise my head to welcome my father's

have you already told

his chair. "Never mind, you'll have to stay here in

given up on me and was going