Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 330: Book Astrid's POV

The journey to the Shadowfang Pack was quiet but comforting. I sat in the backseat with Nova beside me, her hand resting on mine as if to silently reassure me.

Drystan was focused on the road, his hands gripping the wheel firmly. Occasionally, he would glance back in the rearview mirror, his eyes filled with silent encouragement.

As we pulled up near the Packhouse, Drystan turned to me.

"Are you sure you don't want us to come in with you?" he offered, his voice warm but concerned. Before I could respond, Nova playfully smacked him on the shoulder.

"Drystan, stop it! It's embarrassing enough to show up uninvited. Astrid will be fine." She winked at me, her lips curving into a reassuring smile.

I couldn't help but laugh, grateful for her lightheartedness. I reached over, wrapping my arms around her for a goodbye hug.

She leaned in, her voice a soft whisper in my ear. "Promise me you'll tell me everything when this is done.'

I nodded against her shoulder, whispering back, "I will."

We pulled apart, and I watched them as they drove off, waving until the car disappeared down the long, winding road.

The weight of my purpose here settled back on my shoulders, and I took a steadying breath before turning toward the Packhouse.

His gaze locked onto mine the moment I approached,

I'd seen him, yet his presence was as

away, arms crossed with an unmistakably annoyed look, stood Anya. The

decides to visit. No calls, no messages... nothing for ages, and now here she is, back

words cutting deeper than I wanted to admit. But before I could respond, my father stepped forward, his tone gentle

but his meaning was clear. His gaze softened as he looked back at me,

him tightly, letting the comfort of his presence

I murmured, my voice muffled against his shoulder. "I should've

one eyebrow raised in surprise. "Busy? They are not giving

small smile. "I've been

way to mild surprise. But she quickly masked it, her expression unreadable

pride, and he placed his hands on my shoulders, his gaze filled with warmth. "General, huh?" he

a little lighter

deep breath, looking up at him. "C-Can we

crossing her arms tighter over

she muttered, her voice barely loud enough to hear.

her, though

her, his gaze calm but firm, silencing

his attention to me.

Astrid," he said, his voice gentle. "Let's go to