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.

I slung the bag over my shoulder, the silence shattered. The Pack alarm blared, sharp and unrelenting, four piercing notes cutting through the

Four rings.

was

would dare to

the bag instinctively, my body moving

and down the hall, my

gathering, their movements swift and purposeful, their expressions

turned a corner, I

Alpha Theron.

her face pale with worry. For a

in her gaze that I felt

over the chaos,

reply. I didn't even

cracked, raw and desperate. But I didn't

and my mother, for choosing duty over family, and

my sense of belonging and warped

jaw, forcing the emotions to the back of my mind,

into position, I felt the weight of my responsibility

leave them to fight the rogues alone. Not

fate, wasn't it? The Moon Goddess forcing me to confront my

fight alongside them, and protect their lives like I always

was over, I'd disappear for

lines, the tension in the air was palpable.

efficiency, their faces set

stood Andros, commanding the scene with a

I could speak,

warrior said, his voice tight. "The rogues have breached our borders. They're infiltrating fast. I don't

jaw clenched. "How close

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