Reclaiming My Broken Luna

: Killer



Astrid's POV

Fear coursed through my body when I realized that this wasn't a simple attack. Someone ordered these werewolves to attack me. Who ordered them to kill me and how did they find out that I'm here?

I held my breath and turned to my side when the werewolf tried to claw on my neck to go for an instant kill.

Adrenaline rushed through my body knowing that I merely escaped death there.

I pushed myself backward when the other werewolves started to appear one by one. They growled at me and bared their canines as they approached me like a predator.

I used my trembling hands to search the dirt around me. I tried to look for a rock or anything that I could use to defend myself from the werewolves who were trying to kill me.

I cannot die. If I die, my child will lose his chance to experience life. I don't want to be such a bad mother to him.

I stopped and my breath turned more fast and shallow when my back touched a tree. I also panicked when I did not find anything available near me that I could use to defend myself.

Having no escape, I could only close my eyes and raise my arms when one of them finally lunged for the kill.

I waited for the impact to happen, to experience the immense pain before life was taken out of me. However, that did not happen.

Out of nowhere, another werewolf jumped in and bit the other werewolf's neck in midair.

My eyes went wide as I watched how the huge black wolf tore a chunk of flesh on the werewolf's neck which killed him instantly.

The other werewolves who came to kill me started to back up when they saw what happened.

My savior, the huge black wolf, slowly turned around and faced the remaining attackers with his fur wet with blood.

Their tails started to lower as they looked at him, realizing that they couldn't bring down such a huge and powerful wolf by themselves. Their sizes are nothing compared to the black werewolf who came to save me. He could easily eat them for lunch and even dinner.

The black wolf snarled as he turned to attack them. However, they instantly ran away, easily giving up.

I placed a hand on my rapidly beating heart as I closed my eyes and thanked the heavens for being safe.

"Astrid, are you okay?"

I don't know how long I've been sitting there with my eyes closed and trying to calm my nerves. When I opened my eyes, Drystan was already in his human form, standing in front of me still with traces of blood all over his body.

"What happened?" Someone suddenly arrived, stealing both of our attention.

Nova had a frown on her face as she walked towards us. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw a lifeless werewolf lying near us.

"Astrid was attacked," Drystan answered her as he lent a hand to me so I could get up.

"Were you hurt?" Drystan asked me worriedly as he turned back his attention to me.

"I'm fine," I replied weakly. "You arrived before they could hurt me."

Drystan stared at me with his brows pressed together. He looks like he is blaming himself for what happened to me.

"Look at this," Nova spoke up, calling our attention. She went to check on the dead werewolf while Drystan was talking.

"Doesn't this look familiar?" She asked again.

Drystan and I approached her and took a look at the part where she was pointing at.

At the paw of the dead werewolf's hind leg, there is an imprint of a moon that is shining like silver.

When I saw it, I was no longer confused. "It's the Silvermoon Pack," I answered.

Drystan stood in silence knowing exactly what it meant.

I scoffed bitterly when I realized that my ex-husband just didn't want to get rid of me. He also wanted to kill me. That's how much he hates me.

Drystan clenched his fists to his side. If looks could kill, the dead werewolf would die all over again.

Nova stood up with annoyance

etched across her face. "I can't

believe this!" she burst out. "Killian is

so heartless! How could he ask

someone to kill his own wife and child?"

Nova shook her head. "I cannot allow this. I must teach Killian a lesson."

I looked at Nova with surprise in my

eyes. I thought she didn't like me but when she saw me suffer

el

injustice, she was too determined to

avenge me.

I guess Nova has a pure heart. She also has a heart for the weak and the oppressed. No wonder why everyone likes her back in the Pack.

"Wait," Drystan grabbed Nova's hand to stop her when she suddenly walked away.

I didn't realize that Nova meant to avenge me now until Drystan had stopped her. It turns out, that Nova is a self-willed person.

"Why don't we use this thing to our advantage instead?" Drystan asked us.

Nova and I looked at him, willing to hear out his suggestion. "Let's just announce that Astrid died. We might as well just let Killian misunderstand that you're dead so he wouldn't try to kill you again," Drystan suggested with his eyes on me.