Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 346: Accusation Astrid's POV

"Father," I whispered, the word foreign on my tongue. I had never called him that before.

It had always been "Alpha Theron" or just "Alpha." Whenever I call him that, I could always see it in his face how he desired to hear me call him father.

"Father, Father!" I called him repeatedly, hoping he would hear me, but it was too late.

I reached out with trembling hands, brushing the blood-matted hair from his face. His skin was cold, his eyes closed, his features still etched with the dignity of the leader he had been.

My vision blurred with tears that spilled over, unchecked and endless.

"I'm sorry," I choked, the words barely audible through the sobs that wracked my body. “I'm so sorry, Father. I wasn't a good daughter. I was so hard on you, so angry. I should've... I should've forgiven you."

The words tumbled out in a torrent, each one a dagger to my heart. "I was too stubborn. Too proud. You tried to make things right, and I wouldn't let you. I thought we had more time... I thought..." My voice broke, and I leaned over him, clutching his hand in mine. It was still, unresponsive.

"I forgive you, Father," I whispered, my tears dripping onto his lifeless form. "I forgive you. I love you. I need you. Please wake up. Please don't leave me."

My chest heaved with sobs, and I buried my face in his shoulder. "I'll be better. I'll be a better daughter, I promise. Just... please, come back. I need more time. I need you."

But there was no response, no flicker of life in his still frame. The realization crushed me, and I let out a raw, anguished cry, my body trembling as I clung to him.

"Father, I'm so sorry," I sobbed as I called him father as many times as I could even though I knew he couldn't hear me.

He never had the chance to hear me call him father. I never had the chance to make things right with him.

"I'm sorry father, I promise I will make it up to you. Please, come back. From now on, I will be a better daughter to you just come back."

didn't hold on to my

had with my father. Now, I

my voice cracking as I spoke. "I love you, Father. I always have, even when I was

was already

voice broke through

through the

head to see her running toward us, her face pale, her eyes wide with shock

no," Asha murmured, her hands

even though he was already gone. "Father, wake

her arms around him, burying

her shoulder, trying to steady her even as my

words. No comfort

father. My attention turned to Andros who has been silently standing in front of

been watching us, his

wasn't right. My father should have been safe. He had warriors with him, assigned to protect

my gaze on Andros, my voice sharp and

his head slightly, his expression unreadable.

through the air like a whip. "Father was supposed to be alive. He was supposed to have evacuated to safety with

up at us when

voice growing louder, angrier. "Answer me. How did Father die? How did you

and Andros met each other's gaze. Asha looked confused, but she didn't say a word. Andros averted his gaze first as he looked at

late when I found him fighting a rogue," he

to tell me that Father, one of the strongest