Ch. 141..145: Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 141-145

Chapter 141: Scorned

Astrid's POV

In order to cater to the remaining survivors of the Emberwood Pack that needed our help, I woke up at dawn and helped in the kitchen to cook for everyone's breakfast.

I don't know enough of things around the kitchen; I only know enough not to let myself die of hunger.

Although I am good at combat, handling Pack military and Pack affairs, and even knowledgeable in medicine, there are still a lot of things that I don't know of.

Even though I am a woman, I don't know what women would usually be good at doing. I could break a bone when I dance, I could injure myself with a needle if I sew, and I could make people turn deaf when I sing. I'm certainly not a wife and a Luna material because of these things. The moon goddess really made a mistake in choosing me as Killian's mate and Luna.

It was no wonder why our relationship only ended in a disaster.

As volunteers, we prepared today's breakfast, but we still had to serve the food and also eat last.

As I ladled the warm, nourishing soup into the bowls of the refugees waiting in line, my eyes kept drifting across the camp to where Killian stood, distributing fresh bread.

Last night, I couldn't sleep as I thought of the conversation I had had with him. Yesterday, I told him that we will never have anything to do with each other again in the future.

It looks like he took my words seriously. I've been stealing glances at him from time to time, but I never once caught him staring back at me.

As I watched him entirely focused on his task, never once glancing in my direction, I couldn't help but feel a pang of... disappointment?

I pulled myself away from my thoughts and focused on my task of serving soup more.

Doing this simple, repetitive task only made my mind more idle, making it easy for me to think of various things.

This is exactly what I wanted - for Killian to take me seriously and leave me be. From now on, I don't want to have anything to do with him. I no longer want our past to continue holding me back.

And yet, as I steal yet another furtive glance at him, I find myself yearning for his gaze to meet mine. I don't care if he gave me a murderous glare. Any gaze would do. He ignores me like he can't see me.

I mentally chastised myself when I realized how weak and stupid I was.

Or, maybe I was just not expecting things to be this easy. Yesterday, when I said that I would cut all my ties with him, he never said a word. I thought he would fight against it. I thought he would try to win my heart back, but seeing him now, I am finally proven wrong. It seems like Killian never really cared at all. He doesn't care even if I cut all my ties with him.

I bet he was sleeping peacefully last night while I kept tumbling on my bed, unable to sleep, not because of the unfamiliar environment but because I was thinking of him.

"The ladle is not doing anything wrong to you, Astrid. The ladle is about to break under your grip," Nova spoke behind me, pulling me away from my thoughts.

I blinked and softened my grip. She's right. I hadn't noticed that I was already showing my thoughts.

"What are you thinking?" Nova whispered into my ear so no one would hear. "You're acting so creepy. You keep glancing at him, and 'm sure he would have noticed.

Q.UMS

I pushed Nova away with my shoulder and glared at her. "Just help me here if you have nothing else to do, Nova," I rebutted and handed her the ladle, giving he no room to say no and escape from me.

"Astrid!" Nova tried to protest, but all her words fell on deaf ears as I walked away and untied my apron behind me.

I've been working since dawn. Right now, I'm tired, and my stomach is rumbling.

As I was about to retreat into my own camp, I stopped when I noticed someone arriving.

I thought it was another relief support from other Packs, but I was surprised when I saw the Silvermoon Pack's banners instead. Did Killian call for another backup?

I held the tent flap as I was about to enter my camp and ignored them. Killian is around. He could take care of them.

However, I paused when I saw that familiar face. I had never thought I would meet this sooner.

I stopped and took a step back. There she is, walking so regally like a man who has done no sin.

A cold, familiar dread gripped my heart as I watched Giselle's tall and imposing figure as she strode confidently into our camp.

My fingers tightened around the tent flap, crumpling it until my knuckles turned white.

Resentment, bitterness, and an all-consuming anger threatened to choke me as my feelings after the death of my child resurfaced with a vengeance.

That woman had no remorse in her as she took the only thing I had, snatching away my child.

The sound of Giselle's boots

crunching against the gravel filled

me with revulsion. I winced and held my head in pain when I felt

something crack inside me because

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of my overwhelming emotions.

As I closed my eyes, I saw that silver wolf again, one who felt the same as me.

Chapter 142: Sudden Visitor

Killian's POV

My fingers instinctively curled into a fist when I saw Giselle coming.

What the hell is she doing here? Why did she follow me?

My gaze instantly turned across me to where Astrid was standing. However, instead of seeing her, I saw Nova instead.

I was surprised to see Nova holding the ladle and giving soup. I had no idea when Nova and Astrid had switched places.

While I was working earlier, I could feel Astrid's gaze boring into me from time to time. It's as if she's trying to read me, scrutinizing every detail.

It took me a lot of effort to resist her gaze and to stop the urge to stare back at her.

I purposefully ignored her to grant her wish that I would never bother her again. I was afraid that if our gazes met, everything would be over for me.

I was afraid that the only resistance I had left, the little thing that I had left for myself to keep myself together without her, would suddenly vanish, and I would be left with nothing.

I've done a lot of bad things. I have hurt her, and I will only continue to hurt her if I continue to keep her by my side.

To make up for everything that I have done, I could only protect her behind the shadows.

"Alpha," one of my men rushed behind me, but I strode forward towards Giselle, letting him follow behind.

I know what he is going to say. He is just going to inform me that Giselle has arrived, and I have already seen it.

I have to rush there and meet with Giselle before Astrid sees her first. I was lucky that Nova switched places with Astrid. If not, she would have seen Giselle already.

I have to make her leave before Astrid sees her.

She shouldn't have come here. I know she would get angry if she found out that Astrid was here, and I told her nothing about it, but I was more worried that her presence would only rile up Astrid's anger and hurt her.

Astrid had just lost her child, and she might have blamed Giselle for it. If Giselle were out of the picture, Astrid and I would still be married right now, and Astrid would be safe and still pregnant with our baby.

Giselle smiled excitedly when she saw me coming. She rushed towards me, oblivious to my anger. As soon as she came face to face with me, she instantly wrapped her arms around me, showing how much she's been yearning for me. However, instead of relieving all the tension and frustration I'd been feeling with the warmth of her embrace, I only turned tense within her arms.

"Killian, I've missed you so much," Giselle murmured, her voice soft and tremulous. couldn't stop thinking about you, cooped up in that house day after day. I had to come find you, to be by your side," Giselle

spoke with her head softly placed on

my shoulder.

My jaw tightened as I held her by her arms and pushed her off me. Giselle looked at me with wide eyes. A hurt expression flashed in her features, but I wasn't affected by it. "What are you doing here? This is not a place where you should be," I snapped at her as I stared her down with a sharp gaze.

Giselle blinked. "I'm just worried

about you, Killian. All day, I do nothing but sit around back at home. I came here to help you with your task. You can let me do anything. Maybe I can help distribute food, Giselle suggested with a hopeful gaze when they saw what we were doing back at the camp.

"You should go back home, Giselle. We don't need any more help around here," I pushed her back.

Giselle's brows bent downwards. "Come on, Killian. I had just arrived here. We came all the way to help you. Are you not going to let us stay even for today?" Giselle pleaded.

I took a deep breath and exhaled out all the air in my lungs as I faced her. "Go back, Giselle," I spoke coldly, making her gulp in fear. "Don't let me ask you twice. Giselle's jaw clenched when she saw that I was not going to let her have what she wanted.

Suddenly, her soft, pleading expression changed into a smug one. "You want me to leave for what?!" Giselle suddenly snapped. "So that you and Astrid could play house here?"

My eyes widened when I heard her words. How did she find out?

"See? I was right. If I hadn't come all the way here, you would have continued cheating with your ex-wife behind my back!" Giselle's voice croaked at the end.

Hot tears welled Giselle's eyes as her pregnancy hormones made her more sensitive.

"Is that why you came all the way here?" I shot back when I finally learned the truth.

She dared to lie that she came all the way here because she missed me and wanted to help, while the truth was she only came all the way here because she found out that Astrid was also here. "Killian, just what am I to you?" Giselle asked with a pained voice as she poked a finger to her chest. "What am I to you?" she repeated with a firm voice.

"You haven't given me your love. You

couldn't make me your Luna. At least give me some dignity, Killian. What do you think the other people would think of me if they had found out about it?" The tears that Giselle had been holding back finally trickled down the end of her eyes.

"Giselle "As I was about to answer her, something strange happened.

 

Chapter 143: Wild and Feral

Killian's POV

As I was about to answer Giselle, I abruptly fell into silence when a sudden movement in the shadows caught my eye.

Before I could react, a blur of motion exploded out of nowhere, a wild, feral snarl ripping through the air.

Giselle barely had the time to gasp before she was tackled to the ground. A fierce, snarling figure pinned her down.

"Astrid?!" I exclaimed, stunned by the unexpected turn of events.

I couldn't believe that the wild, feral figure that appeared out of nowhere and tackled Giselle to the ground was actually Astrid. I even had no idea where her strength came from.

The first time that I met Astrid again here at Emberwood Pack, the first thing I noticed was the great change in her health.

Astrid had seemed so weak, so broken, a mere shadow of the vibrant and confident Astrid that I had once known.

Astrid is a pure-blooded omega. Her wolf has always been weak, even before, and now she has become significantly weaker.

I doubt that Astrid would be able to tackle Giselle on the ground so easily, even if she is still as strong and healthy as she was before.

The gap that Giselle has against Astrid is too wide for her to reach. And yet, here she is now, ferocious and unyielding as she wrestled with Giselle.

Giselle struggled beneath Astrid's vice-like grip, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. "Astrid, stop! What are you doing?" she cried out, but Astrid only bared her teeth in response, a savage growl rumbling in her chest.

I stood rooted to the spot, my anger momentarily forgotten. as I watched the two of them grapple in the dirt.

Astrid was always a fierce and formidable fighter, but I had never seen her like this - her movements were wild, almost feral, as she sought to overpower Giselle.

"Astrid, stand down!" I commanded, my voice sharp and authoritative.

I am still the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack, and Giselle is still a member of our Pack. I can't let Astrid wrestle Giselle to death in front of me.

Besides, no matter what the issue is. She cannot resort to violence.

Astrid's fiery gaze flickered to me. A chill went down my spine when our gaze met. It was just a mere second, but I instantly knew that something was wrong with her when I met her gaze.

My brows furrowed, and my eyes squinted when I sensed something strange about Astrid's behavior.

Astrid used to be our Pack Warrior before. I have watched her duel and train many times before. I could confidently say that I am very familiar with her fighting style.

The way she is fighting against Giselle doesn't seem like her. They are just grappling on the dirt; she's not using any of the moves that she has learned. She's not even saying anything. Aside from her deep growls and rumbles, she hadn't said a word since she launched herself at Giselle.

As I watched Astrid and Giselle grapple in the dirt, a growing sense of unease settled over me. This is not the Astrid I knew - the fragile, timid woman I had seen just a short time ago. en

No, this was a force of nature, a wild and feral creature unleashed.

The way she moved, with such raw power and determination, sent a chill down my spine.

I had never seen her like this, and the sudden realization that something was deeply wrong hit me like a punch to the gut.

Without hesitation, I rushed forward, grabbing hold of Astrid, desperately trying to pull her away from Giselle.

"Astrid, stop!" I pleaded, my voice laced with a mixture of fear and concern. "Get a hold of yourself!"

However, my words did nothing to Astrid. Her eyes were wild and unfocused as she thrashed against my grip. It was like trying to hold back a wild animal, her strength shocking me to the core.

I even had to use all my Alpha authority to subdue her, yet even so, I still struggled to hold her still.

"Someone help Giselle and keep her away from Astrid," I commanded to the people who were just standing around and staring at us. Hearing my command, they woke up from their stupor and did as I commanded.

I was afraid that I wouldn't be strong enough to hold back Astrid. Aside from me, there are no Alphas or

even Betas around us. I'm the only one who can hold Astrid down.

I have to do something; I have to reach the woman I had once known beneath this primal, vengeful creature before I lose hold of her.

I know that the others wouldn't be as forgiving as me. They might kill her if their lives were threatened.

"Astrid, please," I begged, my hold on her slipping as she continued to struggle. "This isn't you. I need you to come back to me. Let me help you."

Yet, my words fell on deaf ears as Astrid remained single-handedly focused on her task - to end Giselle.

I could see the pure, unbridled hatred in her eyes, a darkness that I had never witnessed before.

It terrified me, this transformation of the woman I had cared for.

And so, I did the only thing that I could do. I turned her around to face me. I was hoping that she would calm down once Giselle was out of her sight.

I turned her around, and then I hugged her.

I hugged her as tight as I could so she could feel how much I really yearned for her all this time.

 

Chapter 144: Backstabber

Astrid's POV

I grunted at the pounding headache that had overtaken my body. I can barely see straight-everything is blurry, and I feel so disoriented like I was drugged. However, I haven't eaten or drank anything this morning. It's impossible that I was poisoned.

What's happening to me is strange but also familiar. This was the same thing that happened to me the last time that I lost control of myself and attacked Asha. First, there was that pounding headache, and then once the pain was gone... I suddenly lost control of my body.

I pressed my palms firmly against my temples as if I could somehow squeeze the pain out. But it's no use. The throbbing only intensifies.

It feels like my brain is being squeezed in a vice-like grip. The pain is excruciating, radiating from the center of my skull down to my neck and shoulders.

Still, I tried my best to fight through the pain and keep my eyes open. I can't let what happened last time happen again.

I'm afraid that if I allowed my wolf to take control over my body again, worse things would happen this time.

My vision swirled. Shapes and colors were merged together in a dizzying kaleidoscope. I try to blink away the haze, but it only seems to get worse.

The more that I lose my vision, the clearer that silver wolf becomes in my head.

I've already experienced this last time. Little by little, I'm losing all my senses. Once my vision is gone, I'm afraid it would be easy for that wolf to take over. "What are you doing?" I asked the wolf weakly.

She was just staring at me with a cold gaze, not answering.

I feel nauseous, like I'm going to be sick. Disoriented, I held to the solid thing nearest to me to keep myself up.

"No, no, no!" I screamed without a sound coming out of my lips as the pain slowly subsided, and I began to lose all my senses.

The last time this happened, I was still able to retain my sense of hearing, but now, I am completely left with nothing.

I was again trapped inside my own body. Without any advantages, I struggled to gain back control again.

"Lyra! Lyra!" I shouted inside my head as I tried to connect with my wolf, Lyra, hoping that she would be here to help me this time.

Last time, Lyra wasn't around to help me, and now she's nowhere to be found either. My connection with her had turned faint. It's like only a single thread is what's left in keeping us together.

A suffocating wave of panic swept

over me. I strained to flex my

fingers, to wiggle my toes, but nothing Kappened. Dread consumed me as contemplated the possibility that might not be able to get back my control over my body like the last time.

What happened today was way worse than it was last time. What if I was stuck this way forever? The thought filled me with a bone-deep terror that made my skin crawl.

Tears welled in my eyes as fear gripped my heart. Just when I thought I would forever be a prisoner in my own form, powerless to escape, I was given hope when I began to hear words again. My sense of hearing is slowly coming back.

I fought once again, like a diver fighting to swim to the surface to have a breath of air. The more I fought and followed the voice, the more the sound turned clearer and clearer.

"Astrid, I'm sorry," the voice trembled. "This is all my fault. I am the reason why you are suffering like this."

My brows furrowed as I listened closely. I could feel the person's pain as he spoke. For some reason, my heart twitched as I listened to him.

"I'm so sorry," his words tumbled out in a rush. "For everything I've done to you - the neglect, the coldness, the way I made your life a living hell."

My eyes blinked away tears when I finally realized who was talking.

"I was a selfish, unforgiving

husband, and have no one to blame

but myself for the state you're in now. I'm the reason why you've become like this. I have caused you nothing but pain. In the end, all I can do is be sorry."

I lifted my chin up as I gradually gained the most control of my body. My sense of touch and my vision, all of my senses, had finally come back, and was starting to get a hold of

myself again.

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I swallowed hard as I looked up at Killian, who had been hugging me tight. His shoulder had sagged, and his eyes were closed, so he couldn't see that I was looking at him.

I swallowed hard as I stared at his contorted expression as he held back his pain.

Unable to hold myself back, I lifted my hand and softly pressed my palm on his cheek.

Killian's eyes opened when he felt my hand. He was surprised when he saw me looking at him.

"Astrid!" Killian whispered out with relief, washing over his features.

I smiled at him. I gave him a pained smile. Tears welled in my eyes, but I stubbornly blinked them away.

My resolve wavered as the weight of his words sank in. For a moment, the hard mask I was wearing had cracked, revealing the wounded, vulnerable woman beneath.

But then, I shook my head, stepping back.

"It's too late, Killian," I muttered. "Too much has happened. I can't go back, and neither can you."

A sharp gasp escaped my lips when a searing pain suddenly tore through my back.

 

Chapter 145: Wolfsbane and Bloodstains

Astrid's POV

I pressed my body on Killian as I leaned forward in pain. My lips twisted as the searing pain on my back tore through my whole body, my muscles tightening and my veins freezing. "A-Astrid," Killian choked out, his eyes widening with horror when he saw the pain etched across my face.

"W-What?" I choked out, panic flooding my senses as I started to realize what had just happened.

I took in a deep breath when something sharp was yanked from my back. My body went rigid, and I squeezed Killian's arms, my nails digging into his skin as the agony ripped through me.

At that moment, time seemed to slow to a crawl. I could feel the blood pulsing in my ears, the air catching in my throat. Slowly, I looked down when I felt the wetness of blood begin to soak through my clothes.

"No, no, no," I heard Killian breathe, his voice thick with anguish after he followed my gaze.

His words sounded distant, muffled as if I was underwater. I watched as his expression morphed into one of pure terror as he watched the crimson liquid start to spread through my clothes.

My knees buckled, but before I could touch the ground, Killian caught me this time. He held me in his arms as he knelt on the ground.

Killian swallowed hard as he swept his eyes over me. Dread washed over him, and I knew why.

I was losing blood too quickly. I could even feel my limbs growing cold, and my eyelids were growing heavy.

As Killian held me in his arms, his gaze lifted to focus on something behind me. I followed his line of sight, and I was no longer surprised when I saw Giselle standing there, the bloody dagger still clutched in her hand as she towered over us. The moment I felt the pain in my back, I knew I was stabbed, and there was nobody else who would do that except for her.

Killian's expression darkened with fury as he looked up and saw Giselle holding the bloody dagger.

"Giselle," he growled, his voice laced with anger and disbelief. "How could you,"

Giselle's eyes widened in horror when she finally came to her senses. The bloody dagger slipped from her trembling fingers, clattering to the ground at her feet.

"I-1-1-1," Giselle stammered badly, her voice quavering with fear and guilt.

When she saw the crimson stains on her hand, she roughly wiped it off on her shirt like the blood seemed to burn her skin.

"What have you done?!" Killian still demanded, even though Giselle looked badly frightened.

"Why would you hurt her like this?"Killian questioned her again, forcing Giselle to look at him.

I kept my eyes open, fighting against the drowsiness that I was feeling while I was also bearing all the pain.

Killian pressed a hand firmly on my wound to stop the bleeding; my blood seeped through his fingers as he desperately tried to stop the blood flow.

His eyes were wild with panic and devastation, unable to comprehend the horrific turn of events.

Giselle shook her head frantically, "No, Killian, you have to believe me! I didn't mean to do this. I was just trying to protect you. Astrid was going to kill you."

Giselle's voice cracked with desperation as she struggled to make him understand. "I was so scared. I didn't know what else to do. I couldn't let her hurt you Killian.

I just couldn't."

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Even with the pain that I was in, I still managed to scoff at the absurdity of her words. I had already calmed down when she suddenly attacked me behind my back.

She didn't stab me to protect Killian; she stabbed me because she wanted to kill me, and this was the best opportunity for her to do so while making it look like she didn't mean it. Killian's brows furrowed, his grip on me tightening protectively. "I told you to stay away! Why didn't you listen to me!" Killian snapped at her.

Giselle's face crumpled with anguish, tears streaming down her cheeks. I really admire her ability to call her tears anytime she needed them.

"I know, I know, but I was afraid

Killian. I couldn't just leave you while

she's out of her control. I thought I was saving you, Killian, I swear! I

didn't mean for this to happen. I

didn't want to hurt her.

I coughed out blood when it shouldn't be happening. Killian's brows knotted together when he saw the blood that came out of my mouth.

Wolfsbane! The dagger is laced with wolfsbane, and it's starting to harm my internal organs.

I turned to look at Giselle's bloody weapon again. She wasn't just holding a knife. She was holding a dagger. She had brought the dagger here with her to deliberately kill me. She even had it laced with wolfsbane, a perfect murder weapon to make sure I wouldn't survive this time.

A sound of footsteps interrupted

them in their argument. Everyone turned to look at where the sound was coming from. Their eyes widened when they saw the banners of the Shadowfang Pack and a group of people coming.

Giselle, who knew she had done something wrong, instantly rushed to the Silvermoon Pack's side for protection.

On the other hand, Killian was relieved to see the Shadowfang Pack coming. He knew there was no one else that could save my life except for them.