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.

Killian, he fed him with lies and badmouthed me which is one of the reasons why Killian disliked

helped Giselle to become the Luna, helping her with all

and son had changed, it was no longer as

her gaze sweeping over the

help," she said, her voice

room spiked, and I saw the flicker of doubt and distrust on the faces around

about

Killian's tone was cold. "Why would

tilted her head, her expression unreadable. "Because you're dealing with rogues, and I have information that could be useful. Or would you rather continue

on Killian. I could feel his anger simmering beside me, but he

kind of information?" I asked, my voice

a blade. "The kind you don't have. The kind that could mean the difference between survival

heavy with implication. I studied her,

you?" Killian said, his voice low and dangerous. "After everything

don't have to trust me, son. But if you want to protect this Pack,

end the meeting early because of Rowena's arrival. Killian

empty room and I watched

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

and to reconcile with me, but Killian was so hurt by her mother's actions that he wanted no

Killian stilled as

my head on his chest, hearing

same thing with my

knowing that I was

say, Killian.

and face what