Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 345: Broken Bond Astrid's POV

The air was thick with the metallic tang of blood and the howls of battle. All around me, wolves clashed in brutal combat, their fur matted with dirt and crimson.

The once pristine grounds of the Shadowfang Pack were now a battleground, a chaotic swirl of snarling beasts, flashing claws, and snapping jaws.

But I stood tall, my human form cutting through the madness like a spearhead, directing my warriors with precision.

"Form a line! Protect the children and elders!" I shouted, my voice rising above the discord.

My throat burned from barking commands, but I couldn't stop. Lives depended on

me.

The warriors of the Shadowfang Pack, massive wolves with sleek, dark coats, obeyed without hesitation.

They moved in unison, shielding a group of terrified pack members huddled near the treeline.

Their coordinated strikes drove back the advancing rogues, giving the vulnerable a chance to escape.

To my left, a warrior was pinned beneath a rogue's snapping jaws. Without thinking, I darted toward them, drawing the blade strapped to my side.

I swung with precision, the silver-tipped edge slashing across the rogue's side. The wolf yelped and retreated, giving the warrior a chance to regain his footing. Since I couldn't shift, I had to rely on my trusty blade to defend myself. Although guns were available, a sword is a much better weapon since werewolves move so fast, it would be hard to aim a gun.

Besides, I am more skilled in close combat.

"Stay together!" I commanded. "Watch each other's flanks!"

I turned to face another rogue lunging at me, its eyes burning with malice. My blade met its claws midair, sparks flying as steel clashed against bone.

With a sharp twist, I drove the blade deep into its side, ending its charge. It collapsed at my feet with a final, guttural growl.

shouted, rushing to

behind me, their eyes wide with terror. I turned to them, blood dripping from my blade as I guided them away

Head to the safe

twice. They scrambled toward safety,

a chaotic sea of clashing wolves. My warriors were holding their

Andros to see how he is doing. Earlier, he had been right beside me, his massive wolf

alongside me even though I

he

"Where is Andros?" I called out,

going to check on Asha and Alpha Theron," someone answered through the

eyes narrowed

Andros had already assigned

escort Alpha

to safety. Why would he

if he is also going

see them personally?

answer when suddenly a searing pain shot through me, stealing the air from my

my blade slipping from my grasp as a wave of anguish crashed over me, heavier

I couldn't feel my connection to Alpha Theron anymore. The bond. The Alpha bond was

whispered, my voice trembling. The word felt hollow, meaningless as I

it. As realization hit me, so it did

in anguish, their cries echoing across the battlefield. The loss of their Alpha hit them like a

unrelenting. But something

in them, a fire

pain.

by their

unison, their grief transforming into fury. Their spirits were set ablaze and they tore through the rogues with a ferocity I had never seen

and ragged as the truth