Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 118

Astrid’s POV

Asha’s terrified screams pierced my ears as I blacked out for a moment. I couldn’t see anything, nor did I know what was happening.

I have lost control of myself, like I was trapped inside my own body.

“Astrid STOP!!! You are going to kill her!” Nova yelled at me, but I had no idea why she was shouting for me to stop.

Panic started to set in as I struggled to get out of myself. I clawed desperately at the boundaries of my consciousness, fighting for control over my body.

My wolf had never done something like this before, blocking me from full control over my human body, including my other senses. All that was left of me was my sense of hearing.

Usually, in werewolves, the human side should always have higher human control over the human form, just like how the wolf side has higher control over their wolf form.

I don’t know how my wolf managed to take full control over my human body, trapping me and keeping me from taking over.

“Lyra… Lyra stop. What are you doing?” I spoke to my wolf.

Lyra hadn’t appeared to me for months, and now she just suddenly appeared and took over my body.

“Stop blocking me! That’s my form. You cannot do this until I shift into my wolf form.” I tried to make her listen to me.

Fear gripped me when I felt something bad from my wolf. That dark desire of shedding blood, that strong killing intent.

“Lyra! Lyra, stop!” I yelled at her as I hurriedly tried my best to claw out of the place where she had trapped me, blocking me from everything.

Her emotions and her dark desires weren’t something she wanted me to see. However, it was too strong that it leaked into the little space of connection that I still have with her.

Even though she had blocked me of all control and of most of my senses, she couldn’t fully block me from everything because I was technically still a part of her.

I froze when a magnificent silver wolf appeared in front of me. My wolf, Lyra, is just a small wolf with a coat of dirty brown fur, but the wolf that stood in front of me is a magnificent creature that I’ve never encountered before.

“Where’s Lyra?” I asked as I wondered who this silver was and why she was inside my body.

The silver wolf didn’t answer. She just stared at me with that piercing golden gaze of hers that seemed to bore into my very soul

Many questions filled my head as the silver wolf just stood there staring at me. “Where did you come from?” I breathed, scarcely daring to move a muscle since I believe it wasn’t Lyra who took full control of my body. It was this wolf in front of me.

The silver wolf regarded me silently for a long moment, its powerful muscles rippling beneath its thick, lustrous coat.