Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 344: Beloved Son Alpha Theron's POV

"Father, it is you who drove me to do this."

Just when I thought that nothing could surprise me more, Andros managed to prove me wrong.

A bitter smile appeared on my lips as I averted my gaze from my son whom I love. I coughed, spitting blood from my mouth.

After betraying me, killing me, he even has the guts to blame everything he did on

me.

"You gave me no choice," Andros continued, justifying his cruel actions. "I couldn't let you hand your position to Astrid. I can't let you put the Pack in danger because of a lapse in your judgement. I only did what I had to do."

I remained silent, I couldn't answer him. My heart hurts so bad that my mind couldn't form any thoughts aside from the pain that his betrayal caused me.

Andros was my pride and son. I know I wasn't exactly a good father to him, but was I bad enough to deserve this treatment from my son?

Tears streamed down my face, not because of the pain coursing through my body caused by my injuries.

That pain was nothing compared to the pain caused by being betrayed like this by your own beloved son.

While I was fighting him, I had my own doubts. His fighting style felt familiar, and it didn't make sense that I would meet a lone rogue inside the Packhouse.

rogues outside. How come that one rogue managed to escape and went

me that I wasn't fighting a rogue, but I

Alpha Theron's POV, delving deeper into the themes of

again, the metallic taste of blood filling

fading, but I forced myself to meet

reminded me of the son

idolized me, who laughed with his sister, who vowed to protect his family. But there was nothing. No trace

My voice trembled, weak but still laced with the authority of

tilted his head, his

didn't matter

man you raised

to

for the pack's

That's all I'm doing."

trailing down my face. "No. You

You cared

as if we were having a casual disagreement

did what had to be done. You were going to give the pack to Astrid. Astrid!" He sneered her name like it was poison on

my heart heavy with the weight of his words. "Astrid... has more honor, more strength, and more

lips curled into a snarl. "You're delusional, Father. Astrid is a monster who needs to be killed before he brings calamity to our

voice growing hoarse. "A true monster is a person who would kill their own father for a