Reclaiming My Broken Luna

Asha's POV

"Asha, you shouldn't talk like that! What if others heard you? You're putting yourself in trouble," My brother snapped at me angrily.

I rolled my eyes and averted my gaze from him. My brother had always been so righteous and modest, which is the opposite of me.

"I know, you had always been the good and perfect sibling while I'll always be the evil one. I'm sorry if I couldn't be like you!" I rebutted with a scowl on my face.

Andros stared at me with a look of surprise in his eyes. He was not expecting that I would suddenly burst out like that.

I huffed and crossed my arms as I turned away, feeling guilty instantly. I shouldn't have pinned my anger on my brother. This isn't his fault.All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

My brother suddenly shook his head. "If you really think that I am good and perfect, then you're wrong. Sometimes, my thoughts could turn evil too."

I turned to look at him when his words caught my attention. My brother had always been good and perfect in my eyes. I don't believe in his words. He's just being too humble again. Growing up, my brother has always been a filial son and a loving brother. My brother always honoured our parents, while I was a rebellious child who brought trouble to my parents.

I was also disrespectful towards my brother. When I was little, I used to be jealous and envious of him. Just because he is the eldest male, he gets to inherit the Pack by right.

Meanwhile, I was pushed aside, and my potential wasn't recognised. In my parent's eyes, Andros is the only person who could rule the Pack.

No matter how much I did well in school, it never really mattered to them. All my parents did was make sure that I wouldn't be able to challenge my brother's position in the future.

My parents prohibited me from having the same education as my brother. I was never allowed to learn anything about the Pack. This led me to hate my brother because I used to be so ambitious.

It was my dream to become the Luna of the Pack, but as I grew up and became more mature, I realized how stupid and selfish I was. I failed to see that my brother really deserved to rule the Pack, not just because the title is his by birthright but also because of his good character.

I could never compare to a righteous person like him. With him as our ruler in the future, our Pack would surely be blessed.

"What kind of evil thoughts could a person like you possibly have?" I questioned him mockingly, not believing that a person like him could be so evil.

"Just this morning... I resented Astrid," my brother spoke with difficulty as he forced the words out of his mouth.

My eyes widened a bit when I heard his confession. I thought he really liked Astrid.

"You know how everyone is rushing for her introduction ceremony's preparation Everyone was just given a week to finish the preparation and accommodate hundreds of

important guests in our Pack of not

Everyone is in a rush because of her, and she couldn't even care less about the preparations," Andros

released all his frustrations.

"Before I went here, I was with my father to check her dress for the event. That dress was hers, but she didn't even bother to check it with us. I'm starting to see that you are right. She truly doesn't appreciate everything that her father has done for her. "See? I told you so!" I exclaimed.

Finally, my brother is starting to see the truth. I couldn't blame him, though; he was always away from the Pack. There's no time for him to know Astrid.

"I know... If only she was there, our sewing department wouldn't have to waste more expensive materials to create a new dress."

My brows furrowed at his reply. "What do you mean?"

"I don't even know. Our father

refused to accept the dress just because it's color red. Our seamstresses spent day and night to finish her dress for such a short time and some of them were still exhausted, but dad forced them to make a new one. The sewing manager made it clear that they might not even finish the dress on

time," my brother explained, sending

me into deep thought.

"Why would Dad do that?" Dad has always been so practical. He wouldn't waste so many precious materials for unworthy reasons. What's wrong with red?" I asked, since it didn't seem right that Father would do something like that.

"I don't know and I didn't dare to ask.

Right now, everything is on that

dress. Astrid won't be able to walk down the carpet without her precious outfit. I just wonder how the sewing department would be

able to finish the dress on time," my

brother replied with stress etched on the lines of his face.

The corner of my lips lifted a bit when a thought came to mind. I finally found the answer that I was looking for.

"Don't worry brother, I'm sure the sewing department will finish their task on time. They are the most talented and efficient seamstress in the Pack. This will be just a challenge to them," I answered, giving my brother assurance. Since everything depends on this dress, the opportunity I've been looking for has finally come.