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.

doing?" I asked, panic

need to go back," he said, already taking a step toward

can't go back. We had to

turned to me, his eyes serious. "I left something in my office. Something that

tightening on his arm. “Just leave it.

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

faltering as his words sank in. What could he

want to let him go, but I also knew I

here. We'll wait for you, right here, and we're not leaving

my words, then nodded. "Alright. Stay hidden and don't

my voice barely above a

sprinted back toward the Packhouse. I watched him go, my chest tightening with

firmly, even as my

it would be best if you could go first. I'll take care of Alpha Theron," one

not going to leave without my father," I snapped, my voice

flinched, and an uneasy

my

like a knife in my

were closing in,

"Asha?"

strode toward us,

a small group of warriors,

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

even more

swallowed hard, struggling to

he remembered something he left behind in the Packhouse. Something important. He said it couldn't fall into the hands of the rogues, so he went

Andros's expression

processed my words. "You know going back is dangerous. The rogues would

the