Ch. 151..155: Reclaiming My Broken Luna Chapter 151-155

Chapter 151: Father’s Love

Alpha Theron's POV

I stared at Alek, who had always been loyal to me. I had no problems with Alek; he is always good at whatever job you give him. Not only that, but I could also trust him with everything, even though we weren't really that close. That's right, Alek and I weren't really close, and it's because I wasn't really born as an Alpha. I may have been born with pure Alpha blood, but the Alpha position was my older brother's by birthright.

Alek had that special bond with my older brother and not me. In fact, Alek is years older than me; he is the same age as my brother.

They were perfect. They were best friends growing up, and they were destined to help each other and lead the Pack as the Alpha and Beta of the Pack.

Meanwhile, I was the black sheep of the family. I was the neglected child. I was that child that no one wanted.

Finding no place in our Pack, I grew up outside the Pack, where I also met Drystan and then Astrid's mother.

Alek and my older brother soon received their titles on the same day. They became the Alpha and Beta of the Pack, and it was perfect.

Until my brother died, and I was called to come back to become my brother's substitute for everything.

Even though I was nothing like my brother and Alek, and we were practically strangers, Alek respected me and helped me do my duties as an Alpha.

I never heard any complaints from him. He had always supported me and was always patient with me.

Since we were never friends before this, our relationship was formal, but through the years that we've been working together, we slowly grew close together.

With that, I am convinced to trust him with a secret about Astrid.

"Alek, don't you think something is strange about Astrid?" I asked him.

Alek suddenly looked at me with apprehension. "Sure, Alpha. It's strange that she doesn't have your blood. Yet, yesterday, she was able to take your blood perfectly fine," Alek replied, making me nod my head. His answer is what I was perfectly thinking of.

"Alek, I need you to do something for me. Among everyone else, you know that you are the one I trust the most. You can't let anyone know about this. You must personally do this task," I stared into his eyes as I spoke the words with utmost care. Alek nodded his head. "Of course, Alpha. You can trust me. I'll do my best."

Upon hearing his positive response, I finally proceeded. "I want you to look for anyone like Astrid, a person born from a pure-blooded Alpha and a pure-blooded Omega."

Alek's eyes widened when he heard

what I was asking him to do. "Alpha,"

he blurted out. "Where could I find I what you are looking for? There had never been any case like that. Aside

from Astrid, there's no one else that could be born like her."

I shook my head, not agreeing with his words. "For sure, there would be someone. You just have to find carefully-"

"Alone and in secret?" Beta Alek shot back. "This is more difficult than finding a needle in the haystack."

I sighed, unable to argue against his words. Beta Alek is right. I was giving him a task that was too difficult and impossible to do.

A relationship between an Alpha and Omega is unheard of, much more of a two of them having a child together.

This is just impossible. Werewolves typically get paired with a mate that is on the level of their status.

Alphas and Omegas being mates are myths that just don't happen, and no Alphas in their right minds would fall in love with someone beneath them.

It's like a King falling in love with an outcast or a princess falling in love with a frog. That just doesn't happen in real life.

I know that's what Beta Alek is thinking right now, but if it happened to me, then it's possible that it happened to many others, too. No one just knew about it, and it's Alek's job to look

"Alek, this is the only way we can understand Astrid's condition and help her. If we find someone who has the same condition as her, then we will be able to understand what's truly wrong with her," I said earnestly, hoping that Alek would

take on this task.

Aside from Alek, there's no one else I could give this task to. Besides, Alek is the most capable person I know. He is the only one who has the chance of pulling this off.

And I know whatever secrets or bad things he may find, he will never place Astrid in danger, and he will never tell anyone about this.

"What if..." Alek suddenly paused. "What if we found something we shouldn't have. What are you going to do?" Alek asked as if he already had an idea of what we were going to find.

I swallowed hard and looked away

from him. "Astrid is my daughter, and it's my job to protect her. The reason why I asked you to do this is so that we could protect her and know how to help her," I answered his question with determination in my eyes.

"No matter what, our Pack will always stand by Astrid to protect her," I added, ending this discussion with him.

 

Chapter 152: Lover’s Quarrel

Giselle's POV

After Alpha Theron took Astrid away, Killian's mood changed. He dragged me by the arm and pushed me inside the car without saying anything.

He never spoke a word as he drove the car. He remained silent even after I demanded answers. His expression remained cold as he kept his gaze on the road, not paying me any of his attention. Killian has never acted like this, cold and silent. The treatment that he gave me terrified me. For a moment, I thought he was going to take me somewhere to kill me.

Instead, he drove us back to the Silvermoon Pack, surprising me.

My heart raced when Killian suddenly pulled me out of the car. "Killian, what are you doing?!" I yelled at him as I struggled against his hold.

I felt humiliated when I saw the Omegas that served us in the Packhouse were looking at us.

Their eyes were glued to Killian's hand, and they were tightly wrapped around my arm.

I glared at the Omegas who were watching us. They instantly turned their heads away like they saw nothing when they noticed my angry gaze.

"Let me go! Killian, you're hurting me!" I cried out, my voice trembling with fear.

However, my pleas fell on deaf ears as Killian continued forward, his hand tightening around my arm as I fought against him.

I yelped when we finally reached my bedroom, and Killian suddenly pushed me to my bed.

"Luna!" my maids, who were cleaning my room, rushed towards me when they saw what happened.

Concern and worry were etched on their faces as they carefully lifted me up and helped me face Killian. I placed a hand on my huge belly to protect my baby.

"Get out!" Killian yelled at them, making them scurry outside in fear after they were done helping me.

I glared at Killian as he towered over me, his eyes burning with an intensity that I had never witnessed. This is the first time he ever looked at me with so much hate.

"Giselle, you've gone crazy," Killian spoke with his brows furrowed together.

"I was trying to protect you!" I shouted back. I don't know how much I've already told him this, but he doesn't believe me. "I was panicking. I was so afraid. I only did the first thing that came to my mind." I dropped to my knees and crawled towards him. "Killian, It was an accident. I-I didn't mean to do it. I'm sorry, please forgive me."

I reached and held his hand as I

begged on my knees and looked up

at him. Killian looked at me with a hard expression on his face. He watched with his brows pressed together as tears streamed down my eyes.

However, he pushed me away and turned his back on me. My expression darkened as I was flung to the floor, my hair hiding my face.

My tears had always worked on Killian. I thought I could soften his heart this time, but he was really angry with the fact that I harmed Astrid.

Killian shook his head slowly, his lips pressed into a thin line. "There's no use trying to hide the truth, Giselle You use a dagger that was already laced with wolfsbane. Why would you bring such a weapon unless this was all part of your twisted plan."

I gasped. My head snapped at him as my eyes widened. I shook my head and swallowed hard as I thought of an excuse.

It's true, that was my plan, but I didn't expect that Killian would see through it. I shouldn't have brought such an obvious weapon.

I was so desperate that I failed to think about that.

"Killian," I whispered his name. "I did what I had to do to protect you," I pleaded with trembling lips.

"I'm disappointed, Giselle," Killian

said, his tone laced with a sorrowful

resignation. "I thought you were different. I thought I could trust you. Where was the kind and gentle woman that I've known who would never harm anybody?"

"Killian, you could trust me. My whole life, I never lied to you!" I begged as I stepped towards him on my knees. "I'm not like them. I will never fool you."

Killian glanced down at me with coldness in his gaze. He doesn't believe me. He thinks I'm the villain because he now believes in Astrid more than he believes in me.

"Once I give birth, you will realize who is telling the truth," I added desperately.

I cannot lose Killian's trust in me. I'm not even the Pack's Luna yet.

"If performing a DNA test on our son will prove that I'm innocent, then I'm willing to do that," Tears welled in my eyes as I spoke, but it didn't soften Killian's attitude towards me. "From now on, you are grounded. You are not allowed to get out of this room until you give birth," Killian commanded coldly.

I felt the air leave my lungs as if Killian's words had hit me like a physical blow. He is going to confine me in here?! What would the people think? What will I do here? "Killian, please! Please don't do it!" I hugged his legs as I cried.

"And if I found out that child is not mine, then you must be executed as a punishment for deceiving me," Killian added.

I froze at his words. "Y-you're going to kill me?" I breathed out.

"If you want to save your life, then you have to be honest right now. If you tell me the truth before you give birth, I might spare your life."

 

Chapter 153: Vicious Plan

Giselle's POV

My shoulders heaved as I slumped to the floor, struggling to catch my breath after Killian had left the room, locking the door behind me.

I heard him say a few words to the omegas, telling them not to let me leave the room and report to him if I had escaped.

He is really serious about confining me inside this room until I give birth.

My hands trembled uncontrollably at my sides as his harsh words still echoed in my mind. His chilling threat that he would take my life if he ever discovered that I had been deceiving him.

The fear coursing through my veins was overwhelming, but I knew I couldn't let it consume me.

With great effort, I forced myself to take one long, slow breath, willing my body to calm down. I clenched my trembling fists tightly in a desperate attempt to make them stop.

'No,' I thought determinedly, that's not going to happen. I wouldn't couldn't let Killian carry out his threat. I had come too far; I risked too much to let it all end like this.

I squared my shoulders and rose unsteadily to my feet. I have to stick to my plans, especially now that the stakes have become high.

My legs felt weak, but my resolve was unwavering. I will do whatever it takes to keep Killian from finding out the truth.

Killian and Astrid will not destroy everything I have fought so hard to achieve.

You will see Killian. Once the DNA results are out, you will regret all the words you told me today. You would regret the way you treated me, and you would realize that I was the only person you could trust.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror as I carefully sat in front of my vanity table. As soon as I saw my reflection, Killian's words echoed inside my head like a broken recorder.

"Where is the kind and gentle woman that I've known who would never harm anybody?"

A terse smile formed on my lips as I stared at the woman in front of me with cold eyes.

He is the reason why I turned out like this. he promised me that he would make me his Luna, and then he broke his promise. While I was at my lowest, his parents drove me out of the Pack, and I was left with nowhere to go. I thought I was going to become a Luna. I thought I was going to have a bright future. However, in the end, they destroyed my life instead.

It's because of him that I turned out like this.

He has no idea how much I suffered, how I scavenged for food in the wild just to survive. He has no idea how many times I nearly escaped death and how difficult my life was when I became the lowest omega in the Pack.

He made me realize how frightening it is to be a nobody. I worked so hard. I worked hard to get everything that I had so I would no longer have to suffer like I had before.

The woman that he is looking for is gone. She died. A woman like that can't survive in the real world.

Right now, all that's left in me is the determination to reach my goal. I was just taking back what is supposedly mine.

Astrid ruined everything.

"Luna, here's your food," Rhya, one of my assistants, spoke softly behind me as she entered my room.

I softly picked up my hairbrush on my vanity table and started combing my hair, ignoring her completely.

Rhya quietly walked behind me after she had placed my food on my table and bowed her head before she left.

Before she could turn around, I called her attention. "I need you to send a message for me," I spoke calmly as I untangled my hair with the brush.

"You must deliver my message to Alpha Damien of the Crimsonbane Pack in secret," I explained to her.

She nodded her head. "I got it, Luna."

Rhya is an expert in things like this. She has a lot of connections with the Pack Warriors and other Pack Omegas.

She also gets her news from her connections, which is why she was able to report updates to me on time, like when Astrid was also in Emberwood Pack and when Drystan offended a lot of Alphas.

With her reports, I was able to make some plans.

As an omega, there's no way anyone would suspect her, which makes her valuable to me.

If she can get news from her connections, she can ask for favors from them as well.

"Just tell Alpha Damien that there is a change of plans. Inform him of my situation. If he wants his daughter alive and well, then he must think of something," I spoke nonchalantly as I placed back my brush on the table.

Rhya looked surprised when she heard my words. When I stood up to face her, she looked frozen on the spot.

"Rhya, have you heard what I said?" I asked her, pulling her out of her reverie.

"Y-Yes, Luna," she answered before she exited my room.

Alpha Damien and I had already come up with a plan before. He was forced to work with me when I threatened her with our daughter's life. However, now that I was confined in this room, we had to change our plans.

Damien knows that I wouldn't hesitate to kill his daughter if he fails to fulfill my replacement.

It's a win-win situation for me. If he fails to give me the substitute child, I could just kill the baby; in that way, Killian wouldn't be able to perform the DNA test, and he wouldn't know the thing.

 

Chapter 154: Labor

Killian's POV

The night air was cold and still, as I paced anxiously outside Giselle's room. For months, she had been confined within those walls, never allowed to set foot outside until the time of her labour arrived.

I could hear the commotion inside the agonizing cries of Giselle as she fought to bring her child into the world filled the whole Packhouse.

With every push she makes, she gives a painful cry.

The Doctor had warned me beforehand that I should move Giselle to the hospital so she could have proper labour. However, I objected and told them to do the labour in her room instead. This made it difficult for all of them.

I watched as the omegas rushed in and out of the room, carrying towels, basins of water, and all the manner of supplies the doctor would need. If we were at the hospital, everything would have been prepared for the labour. I took my words seriously when I said she would be confined in this room until she gave birth.

My heart raced with each laboured breath, each guttural scream that pierced the silence of the night. There is that possibility that the child is mine.

It was in the middle of the night, I was supposed to be asleep right now, but I rushed here when I heard that Giselle was finally having labour so I could be there to support her.

However, the doctor prohibited me from entering the room to watch as Giselle gave labour. It was cramped inside, and there was no more space for me.

Giselle has sensitive labour, and the doctors had to place all their focus and attention on her. I will only be a distraction if I go in there.

So, I anxiously paced back and forth outside as the minutes crawled by like hours, each second an eternity.

I clenched my fists as I fought the urge to barge in and abuse my authority.

Finally, after what felt like a lifetime, a different sound pierced the air - the unmistakable cry of a newborn.

My heart leapt out of my chest when I heard the baby's cries... my baby's first cry.

Giselle had quieted down now that she had successfully given birth.

I turned to my men, who had stood vigil with me through the long night. I must not forget what I had to do here.

I swung my head, giving them the signal. As one, they surged forward, throwing open the door to Giselle's room.

"My baby! My baby!" Giselle cried out once again, her voice filled with a mother's fierce love and worry towards her newborn child.

My men emerged, cradling the tiny bundle in their arms, who was still crying as if he knew he was taken from his mother.

I took a quick look at the child. It's indeed a son, a little boy, just as the doctor had said he was going to be.

"Go and have him tested," I commanded after my eyes had drunk at the sight of what could possibly be my child.

"My baby! Don't take my baby!" Giselle hysterically shouted.

I shouted when she suddenly emerged out of her room to chase after her son while she was still covered with her sweat and blood.

"Giselle!" I called her name as I blocked her path and stopped her, making her fall to the ground.

She raised her arms to go after her child. She tried to push me away, so I hugged her to stop her.

"My baby! Where are you taking him?!" She cried out loud, tears streaming down from her eyes.

"Calm down, Giselle," I demanded to bring her back to her senses. She had just given birth. She should be resting.

"What are you going to do to my baby!" Giselle yelled at me and gave me weak punches.

I grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her to knock her some senses My face softened when

saw how pale and weak she looked. Giselte had a long labour, making her lose so much blood.

"Alpha!" The doctors finally came out.

"Take her and sedate her," I commanded them.

"No! No!" Giselle used all of her last strength to escape. "Give me back my child!"

The two omegas came forward to hold back Giselle. Giselle had become so weak that she couldn't even free herself from the two omegas's hold.

I watched as the Doctor prepared the syringe and injected her.

As the needle pierced her skin, Giselle's body went rigid, every muscle tensing. Then, slowly, I saw the fight leave her.

Her eyelids drooped, her arms falling limp at her sides as her knees buckled beneath her.

The omegas holding her tightened their grip, shifting to wrap their arms around her waist, supporting her weight as the sedative took hold.

Giselle's head lolled to the side, a soft sigh escaping her lips. Carefully, reverently, they lifted Giselle's limp form, cradling her as they carried her back to her room.

I followed close behind, feeling surprised when I saw the mess inside the room. I watched as the last vestiges of her consciousness slipped away, replaced by the

peaceful calm of sleep.

I had no choice but to take her child away as soon as she gave birth to have the DNA test done.

I need to know the truth as soon as possible.

 

Chapter 155: DNA Test

Killian's POV

I stayed awake the whole night. I couldn't sleep as the DNA results bothered my mind. Sleep had eluded me the entire night as my mind raced with worry and uncertainty, thinking about whether Giselle's newborn child was truly mine or not. I sat in the hospital lobby, my head cradled in my weary hands. Until now, I didn't know how to react once I found out the truth.

I have no idea what will happen once the truth finally comes out. I'm not even sure which is better to find out if Giselle's child is in mind or not.

Whatever the result is, I'm still doomed.

If Giselle's child were mine, then things would go as they should. If not, then Giselle has to suffer the punishment of deceiving me.

However, it still won't undo all the mistakes that I've made in the past. It won't undo things I have done.

In the end, I will still have to live with regrets.

After what felt like an eternity, I lifted my head when I heard footsteps approaching.

My Adam's apple bobbed up and down anxiously when I saw the Doctor clothed in white with a serious expression etched upon his face. I braced myself as I waited for the news.

"Alpha," the Doctor began solemnly, with the sleep deprivation obvious on his face.

I wanted to stand up and face him properly. However, I stayed rooted in my seat, lacking the strength to push myself up. I was also afraid that I wouldn't be able to keep myself up once I heard the news.

I looked into his eyes, searching for answers, when he suddenly paused. "We are done with all the tests, Alpha. The DNA results... they came out positive."

My muscles tensed, and my body ran cold as shock coursed through me, rendering me momentarily speechless.

Giselle's child her baby has been mine all along.

As the realization sank in, a deep well of guilt flooded my heart. For the past few months, I've been cold and distant towards her.

For the months that she was confined in her room, I never once visited her or checked how she and her baby were doing.

I was so cruel to her. She was pregnant; she was in the time when she needed me the most, but I was so focused on questioning her fidelity when, all along, she had been carrying my own flesh and blood. The memories of how I had treated her and the accusations I had hurled now haunted me, filling me with remorse.

My hands trembled as I ran them through my disheveled hair. I was so wrong to doubt her. I should have listened to her.

Now, I had to find a way to make amends, to rebuild the trust I had so carelessly shattered.

"H-How is my son?" I asked as I turned my attention back to him. My own words felt strange in my tongue.

My son... I now have a son. I'm finally a father.

The Doctor's expression shifted, his brows furrowing slightly, and I felt the air leave my lungs.

The subtle change was all I needed to know, that the news was not what I had hoped to hear. What had happened to my son?

I braced myself, steeling my nerves as the Doctor opened his mouth to speak.

"Alpha, your son is born with autism."

My breath got caught in my throat as the weight of his words hung in the air, each syllable cutting through me like a knife.

"For now, it's too early to determine how severe it is and what complications are going to be. We have to wait until he grows up. Once the symptoms started showing, he can undergo therapies to address the symptoms," the Doctors explained, unable to look me in the eyes.

"Au-autism?" I breathed out, my eyes blinking in disbelief. "H-how?"

As someone who came from Alpha descent, we had no autism in our bloodline, and neither did Giselle. How could this happen?

"So far, this wasn't caused by

genetics, Alpha. It's possible that the

child formed autism while he was still growing in his mother's womb, or it could be caused by the mother's difficult labor."

I couldn't speak. So this is all my fault?

"Miss Giselle had a very sensitive pregnancy, and she gave birth longer than normal, which could cause complications to the baby," he continued to explain as I remained

silent and in shock.

I took in a shaky breath as my mind processed his words. Because of my doubts, I nearly caused my child's own death.

Because he survived, he acquired autism. I think that's what the Doctor is trying to say. He was just choosing his words so as not to offend me.

"Take care of my son and give him everything that he needs. You can leave," I muttered in a monotonous voice after a long silence.

As soon as the Doctor was gone, I buried my face in my palms as I was overwhelmed with grief.

'Am I being punished?' I thought to myself as I felt bad for my innocent child who was just born

Because of my mistakes, my son is suffering the consequences.

I had wronged Giselle big time. He is not just my son; he is Giselle's son, too, whom he carried for six months.

With all that has happened, I failed them big time.