Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 335: Birthright Alpha Theron's POV

Andros scoffed, his disbelief clear as he tilted his head back. "You are choosing Astrid over me?" he spat out.

"You're going to make her the crowned Luna of this Pack? It's only been three years since you met her, and you think she's worthy of this title?

What do you think Asha would say? Astrid isn't even your legitimate child!"

I met his gaze, my own expression resolute. "Astrid has proven herself capable.

She's been our acting Beta for three years and led as the Luna of the Silvermoon Pack for five years before that.

She has the qualities, the skills, and the strength needed to lead. In terms of ability, Andros, she does her job far better than you."

Andros's fists clenched, his expression darkening with insult and rage. "This is madness! The Pack won't accept it!

My mother is your true mate and the Luna of this Pack. Giving your position to someone who isn't her child is an insult to her legacy and to this Pack!"

I took a step forward, my voice unwavering. "I am the Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack, Andros, and that means I put the well-being of this Pack above all else — above tradition, above sentiment, and even above you.

If ensuring the Pack's safety means breaking a few rules, ignoring a few customs, then so be it.

My duty is to protect this Pack, even if it means defying expectations. And when I'm gone, I need to know that the Pack is in capable hands."

but I held his gaze, showing him that my decision was

his voice laced with frustration and a bitterness

you so certain she's better than me, Father?" he demanded, taking a step forward, his

putting her in charge is no different from

surge of anger at his words, but I kept my expression steady. Andros continued, his

only been here for three years —

people?

-

our people, I know what they need! I've trained my entire life for

struggled to contain his fury. "You keep talking about

an act. Sooner or later, she'll turn on us, on

accusations, though his words struck deep. I know Andros's was basing his reasoning on truth, but I also knew Astrid's

that had been tested

me, his eyes filled with disbelief, as if searching for

quieter but edged with anger, "I am youre son. I was born to lead

Pack to a ticking time bomb, someone who could turn on us

on me as I saw the desperation in his eyes, a desperation that came from fear

but quieter now, "Astrid is not a monster. Sooner or

her commitment. I know this is hard for you to