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.

is one of the reasons why Killian disliked me even more when we were

helped Giselle to become the

exposed, the relationship between the mother and son had

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

she said, her voice smooth

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

knew about

tone was cold. "Why

expression unreadable. "Because you're dealing with rogues, and I have information

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

kind of information?" I asked, my voice calm but

blade. "The kind you don't have. The

in the air, heavy with implication. I studied her, searching for any hint of deception,

to trust you?" Killian said, his voice

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 Rowena's arrival. Killian

empty room and I watched him, struggling

rogues? She grew up sheltered by a Pack+think she's just doing this to find connection to us," Killian said, his voice

and to reconcile with me, but Killian

stood up and approached him. Killian stilled as he felt comforted by my

my head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat

the same thing with my father and you know

silent, knowing

she had to say, Killian.

and face what you