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.

my father breathed out in frustration. "You've been managing 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

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

came into our lives, my father would always compare me to her. It was

me, more capable than me. Father is more proud

could be the great Alpha that he wanted me to be, but all my efforts always seemed to fall short because of Astrid, who always outshines

you the business

needed. If you can' even manage a simple business, how are you supposed to manage a large Pack?"

lowered my head, ashamed and defeated, the

weren't already high enough, it

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

better results next time," I mumbled, unable to raise my head to welcome

when he heard my words. "Just how many times have you already told me that. Were there any difference?" he

to stay here in the Pack for a month, anyway," he muttered, making me

with wide eyes, thinking that my father had already given up on me and