Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 366: Coordination Nova's POV

The hum of the car engine vibrated through my chest, a soothing constant as the trees blurred past the windows. It had been far too long since our last visit to the Silvermoon Packhouse, but life at Shadowfang had left no room for reunions. Rogue attacks near our borders kept us tethered to home, juggling defenses and strategies.

Today was different. Today, we were finally going back.

I sighed, my gaze drifting to Leira. She was practically bouncing in her seat, her excitement bubbling over. Too young to understand the weight of what brought us here, she only saw this as a long-awaited visit to her best friend.

"Are we there yet, Mama?" she asked, her face pressed against the window, her voice brimming with hope.

"Almost," I replied, my lips curving into a smile. Her energy was infectious, a bright spot in the constant tension.

She turned to Drystan, her wide eyes sparkling. "Do you think Elara will be happy to see me?"

Drystan, his hands steady on the wheel, glanced at her briefly. "She's been waiting to see you just as much as you've been waiting to see her," he assured her, his voice calm as always.

As we turned onto the long, tree-lined driveway leading to the Packhouse, Leira let out a gasp of excitement, recognizing the place immediately.

The moment the car stopped and we stepped out, the front door of the Packhouse

flew open.

"Elara!" Leira squealed, already sprinting toward the figure racing toward her.

"Leira!" Elara's laughter rang in the air as they collided in a hug, their giggles blending together.

"I missed you so much!" Leira's words spilled out in a rush.

"I missed you more!" Elara shot back, grabbing Leira's hand. "Come on! I have so much to show you!"

laughter echoed behind them, a fleeting reminder of

help but smile. For a

back to reality. She stood in the doorway, her

said, stepping forward to hug

I admitted, returning her embrace. "How

a lot. But

the air buzzed with tension. Killian greeted Drystan with a

about the rogue attacks near your borders," Killian

table. "They're organized-far more than they should be. And

their attention shift to me. "We've

she might have had a connection to the

slightly. "Liora?

Liora always kept parts of her life hidden, even from me. We found fragments of her journal that suggest she may have known the

complicates things. If the

his interest in the Packs. He might know more about us

darkened. "And if he does, that makes him even more dangerous. He's not just targeting your Pack

something more than territory," I added. "He's playing a long game, but we haven't

before speaking. "We've discovered something, too. There's a relic-the Forsaken Amulet. It's said to

of her words settled heavily over the

of the situation, "it would render me powerless. We believe he's targeting the Emberwood ruins, where

brow furrowed. "If he's after the amulet, it's not just you he's targeting, Astrid. It's

King gets his hands on that

a plan," Astrid said, her eyes

his arms, his gaze fixed on the table. "If the amulet is in the Emberwood ruins, that has to be our first priority. We can't afford to wait

out, his voice calm but firm. "If the Rogue King knows we're looking for the amulet, he'll expect us