Chapter 369: Interrogation

Astrid's POV

The Silvermoon Packhouse was unusually quiet as we arrived, the afternoon sun casting long shadows across the grounds.

My wolf stirred uneasily within me, sensing the tension in both Killian and myself.

nWe hadn't spoken much on the way back, but the weight of what we'd uncovered hung heavy between us.

As we approached the front steps, the sound of laughter broke through the silence.

I turned toward the sound and saw Rowena in the courtyard, her face

uncharacteristically soft as she knelt in the grass, playing with Ryker and Elara.

"Mama! Papa!" Elara's bright voice rang out as she spotted us.

Ryker followed close behind her, his grin wide as he sprinted toward Killian. "You're back!"

I knelt just in time to catch Elara as she threw herself into my arms, her small hands clutching at me as if I'd been gone for days. "I missed you, Mama!"

I smiled, seeing her melted all my worries away. Although I wasn't gone that long

it felt like I haven't seen her in ages upon seeing just how much she misses me in

her eyes.

"I missed you too, my little warrior," I said, kissing the top of her head before lifting

her up.

Killian ruffled Ryker's hair, his smile tight but genuine as he greeted our son. "Have you been keeping everyone safe while I was gone?"

Ryker nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! Grandma says I'm going to be a strong Alpha one day!"

glanced at Rowena, who stood watching us with

our children-so warm, so

the woman before me

Killian said, his voice measured, "we need to

a flicker of unease

course," she said, straightening. "Ryker, Elara,

has something fun planned

stay!" Elara protested, her

I said gently, setting her down. "We'll be right behind

grandmother in trouble?"

gazes for a moment

really too

talk about sweetie. Go and take your

Ryker ran off toward the Packhouse, their laughter fading as they disappeared

her hands in front of her, her

us.

asked, her

waste any time. "Liora,"

didn't change, but I saw the slight tension in

by the rogues. It detailed her death, Rowena. It

thinned, but she said

voice hardening. "The rogues had help. Someone from Silvermoon worked

flickered, and for a moment, I

as if the weight of the

was me," she admitted, her

froze, his golden eyes widening.

worked with the rogues," she said, lifting her chin

air seemed to leave the room, and I felt my heart drop. Even though I'd suspected it, hearing her admit it was like a punch

voice shaking with barely

her tone firm. "It was about survival. About securing your father's

at his

was

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