Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 129

Astrid’s POV

I lowered my gaze when the atmosphere turned a hundred degrees lower when Alpha Theron arrived. I felt suffocated as tension grew between the father and son duo, both contesting each other with a hard gaze.

Both of them share the same strong personality, both were refusing to back down from each other. I steeled myself, preparing for the inevitable explosion between the two commanding figures.

Just like Nova and I who had done nothing wrong, the guards who had been moments away from dragging me away, cowered visibly at Alpha Theron’s sudden appearance, their grip on my arm slackening at the ALpha’s anger that was pointed towards it.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Alpha Theron thundered, his voice echoing through their stillness. “Unhand her at once!”

The guards, their faces pale with fear, quickly released Astrid, taking a step back as Theron advanced towards them, his powerful presence commanding their complete submission.

Andros, however, reacted very differently. As he watched his father interven on Astrid’s behalf, a surge of white hot rage coursed through him. His eyes narrowed, his jaw clenching as he witnessed the scene unfold before him.

“So, it is true, then,” Andros spat, his voice dripping with contempt. “You have been protecting your mistress all this time, Father.”

Alpha Theron’s attention snapped to Andros his expression darkening as he registered the accusation. “What are you talking about, boy?” he growled, his tone laced with a warning.

Andros refused to back down, his anger fueling his reckless words. “Don’t play the fool, father,” he hissed. “These rumors of your affair with Astrid — I see now that they were true all along and you’ve been hiding it from me, preotecting her at the expense of your own children and your own Pack.

Alpha Theron’s brows furrowed with a deep, disappointed frown as he regarded his son, Andros. The young man’s accusation had struck him like a blow to the chest, the weight of those words cutting him to the core.

“Andros,” Alpha Theron began, his voice laced with a mixture of sorrow and reproach. “As my son, I had expected more from you,” he shook his head slowly, his piercing gaze boring into Andros’s eyes. “How could you believe such vile rumors, especially about your own father?”

Alpha Theron’s broad shoulders squared with a sense of wounded pride. He had always strived to be an honorable leader, a man of unwavering principle and integrity — qualities he had hoped to instill in his heir.

And yet, here was Andros, his only son, his own flesh and blood, seemingly willing to believe the scandalous whispers that had been circulating about him and Astrid.