Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 342: Evacuate Asha's POV

The chaos outside the Packhouse was deafening, the shouts of warriors mixing with the blaring alarms.

My heart pounded in my chest as I rushed to find my father. Three warriors trailed closely behind me, their presence both reassuring and a reminder of how grave the situation was.

When I found him in the main hall, his expression was a mix of concern and focus.

The weight of leadership never left his shoulders, even now, as danger closed in on us.

"Father," I called, my voice firm but urgent. "The rogues have breached the borders. Andros sent me to evacuate you. We have to leave now."

His brows furrowed deeply, his gaze shifting toward the window where the faint glow of fires could be seen in the distance.

"How could this be? How could they get past the security measures so fast? We have the most advanced technology. How could the rogues enter our perimeters just like that?" My father echoed the same questions that I had, but there was no time to think.

"The rogues wouldn't have the courage to attack us if they didn't have a plan," I replied.

"Where is Andros?"

"He's leading the warriors. Astrid insisted he leave with us, but you know him. He wouldn't. He's determined to fight," I said quickly, trying to mask the knot of worry in my stomach. "Father, please. We don't have time to waste."

He nodded, his lips pressing into a thin line. "Alright. Let's go."

I led him out of the Packhouse, my eyes scanning the area for any signs of movement.

The warriors flanked us protectively, their weapons drawn and ready. My feet moved quickly, but my mind raced even faster.

When we reached the edge of the Packhouse grounds, my father suddenly stopped.

"Wait," he said, his tone sharp. He turned back toward the building, his expression hardening.

are you doing?" I

go back," he said, already taking a

grabbed his arm, stopping him. "We can't go back. We had to

"I left something in my office. Something

demanded, my grip tightening on his arm.

voice didn't waver. "Asha, this isn't just about me. If they get what I left

faltering as his words sank in. What could he have left behind that

go, but I also knew

I'm staying here. We'll wait for you, right

as if weighing my words, then nodded.

careful,” I said, my voice barely above

word, he turned and sprinted back toward the Packhouse. I watched him go, my chest tightening with every step he

I told the warriors firmly, even

you could go first. I'll take care of Alpha Theron,"

not going to leave without my father," I

flinched, and an uneasy silence fell over the

keep my

behind twisted like a knife in my

closing in, but abandoning Father wasn't

"Asha?"

voice made me whirl around. Andros strode

group of

he demanded, his sharp gaze flicking over the group before landing on me. "Why are you still here? You're supposed

tone grew even more urgent as he scanned the

swallowed hard, struggling to

he remembered something he left behind in the Packhouse. Something important. He said

expression darkened

the Packhouse, his jaw tightening as he processed

the