Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 334: Crowned Alpha Alpha Theron's POV

A long silence settled over the room after I asked the question, heavy and tense.

I kept my gaze fixed on Andros, waiting, hoping for a sign of remorse or an explanation.

But what I saw instead shook me to my core. Andros looked back at me, and in that gaze, I saw a stranger.

The gentle son I thought I knew was gone, and in his place stood a man cold and unyielding.

Then he spoke, his voice sharper and louder than I had ever heard it, filled with a defiance that sent a chill through me.

"You want to know why I did it?" he snapped, his tone a mix of anger and something darker. "I did it for us, for this pack. I was doing you a favor by doing what you could never bring yourself to do."

His words stunned me. Andros had never raised his voice to me, not once in all the years I'd known him.

Even when I was harsh or demanding — as I always was, he had always accepted it in silence, never challenging me.

But now, he stood before me, speaking without restraint, and I realized with a sinking feeling that I never really knew who my son was.

"You are doing me a favor?" I shot back in disbelief. "Hiring someone to attack your sister and working with Giselle. In what way was that helpful to me?"

"She's dangerous, father!" he interrupted, his voice rising, filled with conviction.

"We both had read the book and you know full well that the book is a hundred percent accurate. She'll become a killing machine if we don't stop her. And you—“ he sneered, shaking his head in disdain.

"You'd never be able to do what was necessary. I know you could never bear to kill her, not even if she threatened everyone in this pack," he spoke straightforwardly without any hesitation.

My shock quickly turned into anger as his words strikes deeper, cutting away the image I had of him.

the book and this is the solution you have thought

of protecting your sister and helping her get through with this, you thought killing her was the best

laughed bitterly, meeting my gaze with an icy defiance. "Father, there's no cure! There's no other solution!"

I'm protecting this pack from the monster she's destined to become. I'm saving you from

the fury surge within me. "Protecting this pack? You are not doing this for us, Andros. This is just your own selfish ambition. You're just fooling me and yourself into thinking that you were doing this for

calm, almost arrogant. "Think what you want,” he replied coldly. "But when the time comes,

breath, keeping my gaze hard

I began, my voice

firmer than it had ever been. "You leave me no choice. I cannot pass down the title of Crowned Alpha to someone who thinks that betrayal and bloodshed

before narrowing, his face

you saying?" he demanded, his voice

pack if not me? Since I was a child, you drilled it into me that I

trained me, molded me - I

had a worthwhile childhood like Asha who had always

was born, I was bound by my duty, my title, my future as

shook my head, the weight of disappointment settling heavily

as though sacrifice alone makes you worthy. But

some lifelong duty or following a

putting the well-being of this pack and

—

else -

that is what you have

only your ambition, only your fears. You would sacrifice your

yet you

fists clenched, and