Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 312

Chapter 312: Attackers Astrid's POV

The poison courses through my veins, burning like wildfire as it spreads.

I can feel its tendrils seeping into every muscle, rendering my limbs heavy and unresponsive.

Panic claws at my chest as the world blurs and darkens, the strength I've always prided myself on slipping away.

The sand beneath my fingers feels coarse and cold as I clutch at the ground, trying to stay anchored, trying to fight the rising tide of fear and hopelessness.

In the distance, I catch a glimpse of Killian locked in a vicious fight, his movements a blur as he fends off the attackers.

My heart pounds. He's occupied and even if he's not, he's too far. I know he won't reach me in time. I'm alone.

I have no one but myself.

And the attackers - they're closing in.

I looked at Ryker, his eyes wide and terrified, his small hands gripping my arm as I struggle to rise. It's hopeless for me. I couldn't run.

But Ryker... he has to go on, he has to protect himself.

"Run," I whisper, my voice cracking. "Run, Ryker. You have to go."

He shakes his head, tears spilling down his cheeks, his lips parting, but no sound comes out.

My heart shatters. This was supposed to be a good day for us. We came here to celebrate his birthday, but instead things had turned into a nightmare.

Ryker couldn't speak, and I know the terror he's feeling is so much worse because he can't express it.

smile, even as

and I will follow. We'll be right behind you. You don't have to be

my breath. He stared into my eyes as if he

too at that moment, and with a determined nod, he

face streaked with tears, he

figure disappears into the distance, and I let out a breath, relief and fear mingling as

believe he'll make it. I have to believe he'll find somewhere

up, but my vision wavers again, and the

onto the sand, my strength abandoning

- slow, deliberate - and I

me, a cruel

taunts, his voice dripping with mockery. "Look at the mighty Luna now, lying in the

me. I was a Luna,

my eyes to clear up my blurry vision and to have a good

seen him

lay weakly on the ground, not bothering to make a

and if a miracle could

heart pounds, and I

head, to face him.

whisper, my voice

caught me. Let the

eyes gleaming with malice.

in the

me. "No!" I cry,

grip unyielding. I claw at the sand,

man chuckles, watching me struggle. "You really don't get it, do you? You're the one we want, but the boy? He has to go to and it's because

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