Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 361

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 reasons why Killian disliked me even more when we were

become

the relationship between the mother and son had changed, it

few feet from the table, her gaze sweeping over

offer my help," she said, her voice smooth

the flicker of doubt and distrust on the faces

about

was cold. "Why

and I have

silent, all eyes on Killian. I could feel his anger simmering beside me, but he was holding

kind of information?" I asked, my

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

her, searching

his voice low and

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

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

room and I watched him, struggling

What could she possibly know about the rogues? She grew up sheltered by

had been trying so many ways to reach her son and to reconcile with me, but Killian was

him. Killian stilled as he felt comforted

his chest, hearing

thing with my father

silent, knowing that

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

and face what

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