Reclaiming My Broken Luna 2

Alpha Theron's POV

"Father, it is you who drove me to do this."noveldrama

Just when I thought that nothing could surprise me more, Andros managed to prove me wrong.

A bitter smile appeared on my lips as I averted my gaze from my son whom I love. I coughed, spitting blood from my mouth.

After betraying me, killing me, he even has the guts to blame everything he did on

me.

"You gave me no choice," Andros continued, justifying his cruel actions. "I couldn't let you hand your position to Astrid. I can't let you put the Pack in danger because of a lapse in your judgement. I only did what I had to do."

I remained silent, I couldn't answer him. My heart hurts so bad that my mind couldn't form any thoughts aside from the pain that his betrayal caused me.

Andros was my pride and son. I know I wasn't exactly a good father to him, but was I bad enough to deserve this treatment from my son?

Tears streamed down my face, not because of the pain coursing through my body caused by my injuries.

That pain was nothing compared to the pain caused by being betrayed like this by your own beloved son.

While I was fighting him, I had my own doubts. His fighting style felt familiar, and it didn't make sense that I would meet a lone rogue inside the Packhouse.

Everyone was busy fighting the rogues outside. How come that one rogue managed to escape and went directly here to fight me to death?

My instinct was telling me that I wasn't fighting a rogue, but I never expected that I was fighting my own son.

Here's the continuation of Alpha Theron's POV, delving deeper into the themes of betrayal, power, and justice:

I coughed again, the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth as my vision blurred.

My strength was fading, but I forced myself to meet Andros's cold, calculating gaze.

For a moment, I searched for something-anything-that reminded me of the son I thought I knew.

The boy who once idolized me, who laughed with his sister, who vowed to protect his family. But there was nothing. No trace of warmth. No flicker of regret.

"You..." My voice trembled, weak but still laced with the authority of an Alpha. "You were never the son I thought you were."

Andros tilted his head, his expression unchanging, like my

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am the man you raised me to be.

You taught me to do what is

necessary for the pack's survival.

That's all I'm doing."

I shook my head slowly, bitter tears trailing down my face. "No. You twisted my

lessons to justify your greed. You cared nothing for survival-only power."

He scoffed, folding his arms across his chest as if we were having a casual disagreement instead of his standing over his dying father.

"I did what had to be done. You were going to give the pack to Astrid. Astrid!" He sneered her name like it was poison on his tongue. "An Almega, a monster! How could you risk everything for her?"

I stared at him, my heart heavy with the weight of his words. "Astrid... has more honor, more strength, and more right to lead than you ever will, Andros."

His lips curled into a snarl. "You're delusional, Father. Astrid is a monster who needs to be killed before he brings calamity to our race."

"A monster?" I repeated, my voice growing hoarse. "A true monster is a person who would kill their own father for a title."

He flinched, but the hardness in his gaze didn't waver. "Call it what you want. Once I'm Alpha, no one will question me. They'll have no choice but to follow."

I coughed again, my chest heaving as I fought to keep speaking. "You'll never be

a true Alpha, Andros. You'll be a tyrant, not a leader. And tyrants always fall. Someday, someone will uncover the truth of what you've done here. You can't kill every doubter. One day, they'll know you for what you are a man who murdered his father to seize power."

Andros chuckled darkly, shaking his head. "You think anyone would dare challenge me? By the time anyone even suspects me, I'll be

untouchable. The Alpha positional ne

absolute. No one defies an Alpha and survives."

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I narrowed my eyes at him, summoning the last reserves of my strength to glare

at him with all the disappointment and fury I could muster.

"You'll find no loyalty in a pack built on lies and fear, Andros. Someday you will

pay ten times worse for what you did to me."

He leaned in closer, his voice a low whisper dripping with sarcasm. "I can't wait to see that. Once you are gone, I will handle everything especially that special daughter of yours. Once I expose the truth about her no one will side with her anymore."