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.

the silence shattered. The Pack alarm blared, sharp

Four rings.

was

to attack the

dropped the bag instinctively, my body moving before my mind could

room and down the hall, my feet pounding against the floor as

their movements swift

I turned a corner,

Alpha Theron.

her face pale with worry. For a

her gaze that I felt

Theron's voice boomed over the chaos, commanding

reply. I didn't even slow

voice cracked, raw and desperate. But I

my mother, for choosing duty over family, and for deceiving me again even after

stolen my sense of belonging and warped my identity

forcing the emotions to the back of my mind,

warriors and guards rushing into position, I felt the weight of my responsibility

leave them to fight the rogues alone. Not

Goddess forcing me to confront my past one last time before I

I'd defend this Pack, fight alongside them, and protect their lives like I always had. After this, they'd owe me

over, I'd disappear for

tension in the air was palpable.

efficiency, their faces set

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

way toward him, intending to offer my help. But before I could speak, a warrior rushed to his side, urgency

our borders. They're infiltrating fast. I don't know how they got past our

clenched. "How close

the warrior replied grimly. "At this rate; it won't take them long