Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 339: Resentment Asha's POV

I staggered back, shaking my head in disbelief. "That's not true. That can't be true," I mumbled as if I was just trying to convince myself.

"I was left with no choice, Asha. Your mother-Luna Jamaica-was my brother's mate.

He was the rightful Alpha. But when he died, the Pack needed a leader. And I... I was the only option.

I was forced to marry her to maintain stability. To keep this Pack from falling apart."

My father's eyes turned red as he tried his best to hold back his tears. My heart wrenched as I feel for his pain. This is the first time I ever saw my father look so vulnerable.

"I gave up everything. My mate. My happiness. My future. I gave it all away for this Pack, for a life I never wanted. And every day since, I have lived with that choice. With the weight of betraying my mate, of turning my back on the only woman I ever loved."

I stared at him, my body trembling as the truth settled over me like a suffocating blanket.

Everything I had believed, everything I had built my life on - it wasn't mine. It had never been mine.

Astrid... she was his true child, his legitimate heir. Not me. Not Andros.

I felt like a thief, a fraud who had stolen everything that should have been hers.

"I" My voice cracked, the shame and guilt tightening around my throat like a

noose.

What could I even say? What was there to say after everything I had just heard?

another thought, a voice, cold and

the

fists at her side, her eyes blazing with anger

me like a physical blow. How long had she been standing there? How much had she

said, his voice heavy with emotion, but she silenced him with

her tone dripping with venom. "Don't even start," she spat out. Her voice was laced with so much bitterness that

Astrid continued, stepping into the room with slow,

was the mistress, that I was born

time... all this time, I was your daughter. Your legitimate

but the fury

took a step toward her,

think that you were nothing but a mistake and being always reminded of that? The dirty little

outsider, the one who didn't deserve a place in this family and being unable to defend myself. How long were

father's face paled. He stared at

hiding the truth

Astrid

slightly, but

done with this family. You can keep your titles, your Pack, yourlies. I

en

sharply on her heel, her movements quick and

his voice filled with desperation, but

she said softly, her voice

suffocating. My father stood there, his shoulders slumped, eyes filled with a mix of

but I couldn't meet it. I just stood there, motionless, the room spinning as the reality of everything I'd just