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

was also her who helped Giselle to become

mother and son had changed, it was no

mother, stopped a few feet from the table, her

to offer my help," she said, her

saw the flicker of doubt and distrust on the

about the

was cold. "Why would we

I have information that

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

kind of information?" I asked, my

kind you don't have. The kind that

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

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

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

early

I watched him, struggling with

up sheltered by a Pack+think

to reach her son and to reconcile with me, but Killian was so

Killian stilled as he felt comforted by my near

chest, hearing his heartbeat as he hugged me

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

knowing that I

just listen to what she had to say,

process and face what you want to

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