Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 368: What then? Astrid's POV

The clearing was unnervingly quiet. The parchment in Killian's hands seemed

heavier than it had any right to be, the words scrawled across its surface burning into my mind like a brand.

Elimination Plan. Pack informant. No survivors.

It seems that there is something more behind Liora's death. It was planned, she

was targetted. Her death wasn't a simple accident.

And worse, someone from Silvermoon had helped them.

I felt the weight of Killian's silence beside me, and my stomach twisted.

I'm sure he is already suspecting his mother. Aside from Rowena, who else could have made a deal with the rogues?

If it was Rowena, it would make sense why she made a deal with us in exchange of escaping punishment.

I reached for Killian's hand and squeezed it in comfort. Killian looked at me and I stared back at him with understanding.

There's no evidence yet. All we know is that someone from the Silvermoon Pack had something to do with Liora's death. We aren't sure yet if it was Rowena.

Drystan broke the silence first, his voice a low growl. "They lured us here." He clenched his fists, his gaze dark as it flicked to the parchment. "This was never about the relic. The rogues wanted us to find this."

her expression pale but resolute. "They wanted us to know the truth

and I saw the faint tremor in his hands. He turned away slightly, his jaw clenched, his golden

so we could be an

Drystan wouldn't forgive her, and I'm not sure if Killian would side with them or

my stomach tightening. The rogues were clever, far more than I'd given

us physically-they wanted to shatter us from within. To sow distrust where it mattered

turned to Nova, his expression hardening with determination. "We need answers. We can't

deeper. Investigate Liora's death. If someone

through the tension, steady

to him, surprise flickering across

Pack. If there's an informant in Silvermoon, it's my

slowly nodded my head

anguish. "Thank you,

This isn't just about justice

head, but his silence afterward spoke volumes. I knew him

leave the clearing, my thoughts spiraled. The rogues had accomplished part of

jaw set, his eyes fixed straight

get through this," I whispered, stealing him away from the scary thoughts

the first time he's unsure. "If my mother had something to do with this,

upon his question. Even after everything his mother

her even though he was

brushing lightly against his sleeve. "Killian," began softly, trying to steady both our nerves, "we don't know the full story yet. Jumping to conclusions will