Reclaiming My Broken Luna 2

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.noveldrama

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.

I feel my claws elongate, my senses heightening to an almost painful clarity.

My body expands, doubling in size, my muscles bulging as silvery fur erupts across my skin.

It glows under the light, shining like liquid metal, and for a moment, I feel the air vibrate around me with the sheep intensity of the power coursing through me.

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I'm no longer just a wolf; I was something more terrifying even to me.

I let out a snarl, the sound deep and resonant, echoing across the beach. The man who had taunted me takes a step back, his confidence shattered.

Terror flashes in his eyes as he stares at me, his face draining of color.

"This couldn't be. This couldn't be," he stammers, his voice trembling as he backs away, his hands shaking. "The poison was supposed to kill you... it was supposed to

His words trait off as he continues to stare, his eyes locked on my new form. I see his terror, and for a brief moment, the violent urge rises-an instinct to lunge, to rip and tear until the beach is soaked in his blood.

The creature inside me snarls, its rage hungry and eager, urging me to unleash the fury building within.

It feeds off the man's fear, delights in his horror. It whispers in my mind, pushing me to let go, to destroy. That's the kind of creature he is.

But I fight it, struggling to keep control even as the power surges. I have to remember why I did this- why I allowed this beast to take over.

Ryker.

I ground myself in that thought, and the rage tempers, just enough to hold back the impulse to kill. The man continues to shake, stumbling backward. "It unleashed-no, this is impossible!" he cries, clutching at his weapon.

He clutches the weapon, the same one that delivered the poisoned dart that nearly brought me down.

His knuckles are white as he grips it, desperate, like it's a shield against the monster I've become.

His eyes are wide, filled with panic. "They said the essence would weaken you! They said "

I don't let him finish. With a snarl, I lunge, my massive paws slamming into his chest.

The impact sends him sprawling, and the weapon flies from his grasp, spinning through the air before it lands several feet away in the sand.

The sound of it hitting the ground echoes in the night, and I feel a surge of satisfaction as the man scrambles, suddenly defenseless.

He tries to crawl toward the weapon, his hands digging into the sand as he pulls himself forward, but I'm faster.

I slam my paw down on his back, pinning him in place. He cries out, his face twisted in fear as he feels the weight of my strength holding him down.

The man writhes beneath me, his body trembling as he struggles to lift himself, his eyes fixed on the weapon glinting a few feet away in the sand.

He claws desperately, but he's too slow. I press my paw down harder, pinning him with all the force I can muster.

His cry of pain fills the night, and I feel the creature inside me, thrumming with satisfaction, eager for

more.