Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 232: Strength in Unity

Astrid's POV

The grand hall was alive with tension as all Alphas and Lunas from different Packs were gathered together, their murmurs filling the air like a restless tide.

At the front, Alpha Theron commanded the room with his imposing presence. His gaze swept over the gathered leaders, silencing any lingering whispers.

To his right sat his son, Andros, arms crossed and jaw set, a storm brewing behind his eyes.

On his left was his daughter, Asha, poised and composed, her expression a blend of determination and caution.

Aside from the three of us, Asha and the invited guests had no idea what this sudden meeting was about. After the breakfast was served, everyone was just surprised when Alpha Theron called them to come for an urgent meeting. As Alpha Theron began to share everything we had discussed the night before, the atmosphere in the grand hall shifted dramatically.

The tension that had gripped the leaders transformed into a mix of surprise and contemplation.

Gasps echoed through the crowd as he explained the rogue's mysterious plans and activities, detailing the impending threats and the need for us to unite together and help each other out to win against the rogues.

Expressions changed from curiosity to concern, and murmurs of disbelief rippled through the assembly.

Lunas exchanged worried glances at each other while the Alphas leaned forward,

like a heavy cloak, and I could see the wheels

among the gathered leaders. The realization that we

never to the extent that warranted full-scale worry. They had stolen, harassed, and attacked travelers like common bandits but had never dared to threaten our

served as a grim testament to this new threat, and the implications

voice steady but filled with urgency. His eyes shone with determination, eager to contribute to the

of the assembly. Each leader was ready to step up,

the weight of the moment evident in his posture. "Right now, we believe that the Ironfang Pack

of concern rippled through the hall

figure with a commanding presence, clenched his fists

ignited in his eyes. "We won't be caught off guard," he declared. "Our warriors are ready to defend our territory. We will not let these

Ironfang Pack nodded in agreement,

prepare our defenses. We will communicate with the other Packs near us to ensure everyone

Theron says about the rogues is correct, then the rogues won't attack unless they have guaranteed victory," The Alpha of the Darkwood Pack, who is

him

now, we

to each other, and the Silvermoon Pack has a wealth of warriors

swept through the hall as the implications