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.

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

helped Giselle to become the Luna, helping

Giselle was exposed, the relationship between the mother and son had changed, it was

from the table, her

my help," she said,

in the room spiked, and I saw the flicker of doubt

knew about

was cold. "Why would we

rogues, and I have information that could be useful.

could feel his anger simmering beside me, but he was holding it in check.

of information?" I asked, my

kind you don't have. The kind that

hung in the air, heavy with implication. I studied her, searching for

us to trust you?" Killian said, his voice low and

raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk playing on her lips. "You don't have to trust me, son. But if you want to protect this Pack,

had to end the meeting early because of

the empty room and I watched him, struggling with

she possibly know about the rogues? She grew up sheltered by a Pack+think she's just doing this to find connection

reconcile with me, but Killian was so hurt by her mother's actions that

up and approached him. Killian stilled as he

head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat as

went through the same thing with my father and you know how that ended," I

knowing

just listen to what she had to say, Killian. Then you can

process and face what