Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 341: Under Attack Astrid's POV

The moon hung high in the sky, its cold light spilling into the quiet room.

I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the open suitcase before me.

My hands shook as I carefully folded my clothes, my mind a tangled mess of emotions I couldn't untangle.

I was my father's legitimate daughter.

The truth had unraveled everything I thought I knew about myself. For years, I'd believed I was nothing - a mistake, a stain on his perfect image.

I'd told myself I didn't belong, that I would never be worthy and that I was just a trouble to their perfect family.

And now, knowing it was all a lie... it left me hollow.

He'd hidden the truth from me. From all of us. I wasn't sure what hurt more- the truth itself, or the years of deception.

I clenched a shirt in my fists, my breath trembling as I fought to steady it.

This doesn't change anything. I couldn't let it.

He might have been my father by blood, but he had never been a father to me. That bond had been broken long before I even knew it existed.

I need to leave.

I shoved the last of my belongings into the bag and zipped it shut. I wouldn't stay here, drowning in the lies and memories.

I'd find my own way, my own cure, without relying on him or anyone else. I owed it to myself to reclaim my life.

The plan was simple. Slip out under the cover of darkness, disappear without a word.

No farewells, no explanations. I couldn't bear another confrontation — not after everything that had happened.

shoulder, the silence shattered. The Pack alarm blared, sharp and unrelenting, four piercing notes cutting through the

Four rings.

was under

would dare to attack the

instinctively, my body moving before my mind could

of the room and down the hall, my feet

movements swift and

a corner, I

Alpha Theron.

him stood Asha, her face pale with worry. For a

in her gaze that I felt

boomed over the chaos, commanding

didn't reply. I didn't even

and

had done. For abandoning me and my mother, for

sense of belonging and

my jaw, forcing the emotions to the back of my mind, and focused on

I

the rogues

was fate, wasn't it? The Moon Goddess forcing me to confront my past one last time

protect their lives like I always had. After this, they'd owe me nothing -

this was over,

lines, the tension in the air was palpable.

sharp efficiency, their faces set

Andros, commanding the scene with a calm authority that masked the

help. But before I could speak, a warrior

voice tight. "The rogues have breached our borders. They're infiltrating fast. I don't know

clenched. "How

already within the inner perimeter," the warrior replied grimly. "At this rate; it won't take them long to reach the Packhouse. Sir, we're in serious danger. I suggest evacuating Alpha Theron and Lady