Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 313

Astrid’s POV

As I lie there, hopelessness threatens to swallow me whole.

I can’t shift, I can’t fight. If only I still had my wolf—if only I were strong enough.

I’m so tired of feeling defenseless, of losing everything I care about.

Sobs choke me as I call out to my wolf, the part of me that has been silent for so long.

I haven’t seen her nor heard from her since the accident. I’m not sure if I had lost her, but I needed her now. She has to come back.

The darkness pulls at me, a relentless tide that threatens to swallow me whole.

My vision fades, and every muscle feels like it’s made of lead as I lie helpless on the sand.

The poison sinks its claws deeper, and for a moment, I think this might be the end.

But somewhere deep inside, I reach out, hoping, praying that my wolf will hear me.

“Please,” I whisper, my voice cracking. “I need you. I know… I know I haven’t seen you in three years, but I need you now. Please, come back.”

I cling to that hope, the hope that my wolf — my other half — will answer.

But instead of the familiar presence I long for, something else stirs in the depths of my soul.

It thrums with a power so intense, it feels like a storm roaring through my veins.

I know this creature; it has appeared to me before, in my nightmares and darkest moments.

It had also taken control of my body before. Whenever he raises to the surface, he would trap and consume me, leaving me no control not even connection to the senses of my body.

It’s not my wolf — at least, not the one I’ve known. It’s something far more strange, more feral, and far more powerful.

Fear grips me as I sense its presence, coiling and waiting. Its energy is wild and violent, a chaotic force that hums with thoughts of destruction and rage.

I know the danger of unleashing it, of letting it take over my body.

Every time I’ve felt its presence, it’s filled my mind with violent urges, tempting me to destroy everything in my path.

It’s a creature that lives for the hunt, for the thrill of bloodshed. And yet, I am desperate. I have no other choice.

“Help me… protect him…” I plead, feeling the desperation clawing at my chest.

For the first time, I surrender myself to it, letting go of the fear, letting the darkness wrap around me as I open the cage that has kept the beast contained for so long.

I was afraid to unleash this unknown creature inside of me. I was always terrified of how it could consume me whole and take control on my body, but now I allowed it to do as it wanted.

The shift comes violently, tearing through my body with a force that makes me scream in agony.

Pain rips through my bones, and my skin feels like it’s on fire as my form changes, twisting and reshaping into something unfamiliar.

It’s not the gentle, controlled transformation I’ve felt before. This is raw, primal, like I’m being torn apart and put back together all at once.