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.

me which is one of the reasons why Killian disliked me

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

and son had changed,

a few feet from the table, her gaze sweeping over the gathered leaders before

she

and I saw the flicker of doubt and distrust on the

about

Killian's tone was cold. "Why would we need your

and I have information that could be useful.

feel his anger simmering beside me,

asked, my voice calm but

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

in the air, heavy with implication. I studied her, searching for any hint of deception, but her expression gave nothing

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

faint smirk playing on her lips. "You don't have to trust

end the meeting early

empty room and I watched him, struggling

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, his voice

Killian's mother had been trying so many ways to reach her son and to reconcile with me, but Killian was so hurt by

him. Killian stilled as he felt comforted by my

on his chest, hearing his

same thing

knowing that I was

to say, Killian. Then you can take your own

what you