Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 361: Mother Astrid's POV

The council chamber was filled with the low murmur of voices, Pack leaders debating strategies and plans.

I sat at the head of the table beside Killian, my hands resting on the smooth oak surface.

The tension in the room was palpable—every attack, every loss, had brought us closer to the realization that this wasn't a rogue problem.

It was something far more calculated.

Killian shifted beside me, his jaw tight, his body radiating barely contained frustration.

He hated these meetings. So did I. But this time, they were necessary.

The rogues weren't just targeting the outposts; they were playing a long game, and we needed to figure out the rules.

Just as I was about to speak, the heavy doors to the chamber creaked open. Every voice silenced, and I felt my wolf stir uneasily as the figure stepped inside. Killian's mother.

Her entrance was calculated, her steps deliberate as her sharp eyes scanned the room.

She carried herself with the regal air of a woman who had once been Luna, even though she'd long since lost that title.

The years hadn't softened her; if anything, they'd sharpened her edges.

"Mother," Killian said, his voice clipped, his tone barely masking his irritation. "What are you doing here?"

If there was someone else to be blamed on why Killian and I's relationship ended before, it would be her.

Killian's mother hated me for being born as omega. She made sure that every day I felt just how much hate she had towards me.

is one of the

who helped Giselle to become the Luna, helping her with all of

mother and son had changed, it was no

feet from the table, her gaze sweeping over

help," she said, her

room spiked, and I saw the flicker

about the

tone was cold. "Why would we need your

dealing with rogues, and I have information that could be

fell silent, all eyes on Killian. I could feel his anger simmering beside

of information?" I asked, my

at me then, her gaze as sharp as a blade. "The kind you don't have. The kind that could mean the

air, heavy with implication. I studied her, searching for any hint of deception,

to trust you?" Killian said, his voice

raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk playing on her lips. "You don't have to trust

to end the meeting early because of

empty room and I watched him,

not lister to her? What could she possibly know about the rogues? She grew up sheltered by a Pack+think she's just doing this to find connection to us," Killian said,

so many ways to reach her son and to reconcile with me,

up and approached him. Killian stilled as he felt comforted by my near

hearing his

what you feel, I went through the same thing with my father and you know how

knowing that

had to say, Killian. Then you can take your

and face what you