Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 338

Chapter 338: Legitimate Child Asha's POV

I squared my shoulders as I faced my father, my eyes narrowing at him in anger.

I crossed my arms tightly over my chest, the weight of years of frustration and jealousy boiling to the surface.

My father simply stood before me, his usual composed demeanor tinged with a rare expression of exasperation, but I didn't care. Not anymore

"She doesn't even call you Father!" I spat, my voice trembling with anger.

"Not once in her life has Astrid ever acknowledged you as her father. And yet, you treat her like she's some prized treasure.

Why, Father? Because you feel guilty for neglecting her? She's just your illegitimate child! It's best that she realize she's not special!" I blurted out angrily.

Alpha Theron's jaw tightened, but he didn't speak. That silence — his silence — was what always drove me mad.

He would never defend himself, never justify his actions, as if I were the one being unreasonable. But I wasn't.

"She's ungrateful!" I continued, pacing back and forth as my emotions surged.

"She shows up only when she needs something from you, and you let her. Every single time, you let her.

You bend over backward for her, giving her everything, while I-" My voice broke despite my best efforts to keep it steady. "While I have spent my entire life proving my worth to you."

exhaled slowly, his broad shoulders rising and falling.

defend her to me. Don't pretend she's some innocent victim here. She's never been a part of this family. She doesn't want to be. All she cares about is what she can take from you. And

face him fully, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. "You've always excused her

mine, and for a moment, I thought

voice remained steady, a low

I laughed bitterly. "No, Father. It's not enough. It's never enough. You should stop this, stop spoiling her

fist in anger like my words had no effect on

special treatment," I hissed. "She doesn't deserve your kindness or

his tone sharper now. "That is not the way to speak about

is not my sister!" I shouted, my voice echoing down the hallway. "She never has been, and she never

darkened, his powerful presence filling the space between us. But

to both of us," I spoke more calmly this time

voice boomed, silencing

never seen him like this, his face contorted with

beneath the fury, there was something else. Pain. A deep, raw pain

think you

weight of something long buried. "You think you know who

faltered, my resolve crumbling under

child?" he continued, his voice rising with each

daughter. My true heir. The

—

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255