Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 367: The Trap Astrid's POV

The forest around the Emberwood ruins was a tangle of shadows and silence.

Every crunch of leaves beneath our boots and rustle of branches above felt amplified in the eerie stillness.

My wolf stirred uneasily within me, its senses sharp as if anticipating an ambush. Killian walked at my side, his posture rigid with tension.

Drystan and Nova followed close behind, their weapons at the ready, and a small group of warriors flanked us.

We'd planned this mission carefully, but the weight of the Forsaken Amulet and the shadow of the Rogue King made every step feel like a gamble.

As we approached the ruins, the crumbling stone walls loomed into view, covered in moss and vines.

A cold wind blew through the trees, carrying a faint metallic tang that made my stomach churn.

"It's too quiet," Killian muttered, his eyes scanning the treeline. "I don't like it." Drystan nodded grimly. "If the Rogue King knows we're here, he's waiting."

"We don't have a choice," I said, gripping my blade tightly. "We need to find the relic before he does."

We stepped cautiously into the ruins, the air growing colder as the trees gave way to crumbling archways and uneven stone paths.

The ruins stretched out before us, a maze of fallen towers and collapsed chambers.

"Spread out," Killian ordered, his voice low but firm. "Search every corner. If the relic is here, we'll find it."

As we moved deeper into the ruins, I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched.

My wolf growled softly, a warning I couldn't ignore. I scanned the shadows, but there was nothing-only the oppressive silence and the distant whispers of the wind.

Nova paused near a collapsed wall, her fingers brushing over an ancient carving. "Liora mentioned these ruins in her journal," she murmured. "She wrote about the rogue leaders meeting here, but... something's off."

"Off how?" Drystan asked, his voice tight.

her brow furrowed. "She described the ruins

low growl echoed through the ruins sending a shiver down my

within me, and I knew we weren't

could react, figures emerged

his voice carrying above the

were needed. The moment the rogues lunged, we shifted

was instant, muscles stretching, bones snapping into place as our

and sleek, growled with fury, ready

black wolf was already tearing into the nearest rogue, his movements powerful

wolf, smaller but quick, darted between attackers, her teeth flashing as she

were fast, but we

rogue, sinking my teeth into its

yelped, struggling beneath me, but I didn't

motion, I ended its threat

strength and speed, his jaws snapping

beneath his paws, and growled

fur, but he barely seemed

sharp with urgency

raking across its side before it could

out a thunderous snarl, his sheer size and strength cutting through

at a group of rogues, scattering them like

leg, but he whipped around, throwing it

of my eye. There was someone standing from

the

"The Rogue King

soon as he saw me

"After them!" Drystan roared.

bolted toward the treeline, his massive frame disappearing into the