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 even more when

Giselle to become the Luna, helping her with all

between the mother and son had changed, it

stopped a few feet from the table, her gaze sweeping

help," she said, her voice smooth and

saw the flicker of doubt and distrust on the

knew about the

tone was cold. "Why would we need your

with rogues, and I have

on Killian. I could feel his anger simmering

information?" I asked, my voice calm

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

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

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

early because of Rowena's arrival.

and I

What could she possibly know about the rogues? She grew up sheltered by a Pack+think

reconcile with me, but Killian was so hurt by

approached him. Killian stilled as he felt comforted

my head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat as he hugged

what you feel, I went through the same thing with

fell silent, knowing that I

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

face what you