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.

behind me!" I shouted, rushing to the Pack members who were

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

to the

didn't need to be told twice. They scrambled toward safety, disappearing

chaotic sea of clashing wolves. My warriors were holding their ground, working together

the field, searching for Andros to see how he is doing. Earlier, he had been right beside me, his massive wolf from a blur

though I tried convincing him

now, he

accross the battlefield. "Where is Andros?" I called out, my voice

he was going to check on Asha and Alpha

narrowed

Andros had already assigned

to escort Alpha Theron

Why

also going

see them personally?

suddenly a searing pain shot through me, stealing the

staggered, my blade slipping from my grasp as a wave

to Alpha Theron anymore. The bond. The Alpha bond was

felt hollow, meaningless as

only I who felt it. As realization hit me, so it did to the Pack

warriors howled in anguish, their cries echoing across the battlefield. The loss of

unrelenting. But something

them, a

pain.

by their

fury. Their spirits were set ablaze and they tore through the rogues with a

ragged as the truth hit