Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 231

Andros’s POV

All eyes turned on me in surprise when I suddenly stood up and volunteered to challenge Andros.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Andros glancing at me, his gaze piercing and intense, a mix of curiosity and irritation.

As the room fell into charged silence, I didn’t shift my focus from Alpha Theron. I stared at him with unwavering determination, willing him to see my resolve.

“Alpha,” I began, my voice steady, “Let me handle the mission. As a previous member of the Silvermoon Pack, I am already familiar with the people. I can give them the support that they need.”

Andros stepped forward, his expression shifting to one of fierce determination. “This mission is critical, and it requires someone with my experience. You may know the people, but I have the skills to lead us through this safely. You can’t underestimate the dangers we face.”

The tension in the room thickened as his words echoed in the silence. For some reason, Andros is really determined to take on this mission. I could see the weight of the argument, but I refused to back down.

I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the room’s gaze. “Andros, as the previous Luna of the Silvermoon Pack, I have the necessary experience for this mission. I understand the dynamics, the challenges, and the trust that needs to be built.

Your skills are undeniable, but this isn’t just about strength or strategy; it’s about connection. I can bridge the gap between our Packs,” I faced Andros, directing my words to him.

“You are forgetting what this mission requires, Astrid. We need someone who can train the Silvermoon Pack’s Warriors. Of course, they needed someone strong, someone they could respect in terms of strength,” Andros replied with a smirk, his confidence radiating.

I couldn’t help but smile at his words, knowing he had already lost the argument. I squared my shoulders, my voice steady and clear. “I used to be the leader of the Silvermoon Pack’s Warriors. I was their strongest warrior,” I paused, letting my words sink in.

Then I turned to face Alpha Theron once again. “I understand the weight of this mission, and I am prepared to shoulder that responsibility. Please trust me to handle this mission. I know the Silvermoon Pack inside and out, and I’m the best leader that their warriors could have.”

Andros opened his mouth, about to argue once again, but Alpha Theron cut him off. “Enough,” he said, his voice firm and commanding. “Astrid, your experience and understanding of the Silvermoon Pack are undeniable. I choose you for this mission.

A wave of relief washed over me when I heard his decision. Still, I maintained my composure, knowing the challenges ahead.

Andros stood frozen, disbelief etched across his face. He couldn’t comprehend that his father would choose me over him. The room was silent, the weight of the moment heavy in the air.

“Father, I was also trained for this. You know I need this opportunity to apply my training and to prove myself,” he finally sputtered.