Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 371: Getting Closer

Nova's POV

The room was silent, save for the crackle of the fire burning low in the hearth.

I sat at the head of the long table, staring at the assortment of documents scattered before me.

Each piece felt like a fragment of a puzzle too shattered to put back together. Drystan stood at the far end of the room, arms crossed, his expression grim.

His wolf had been on edge since our return from the Emberwood ruins. So had mine.

"They planned it," I murmured, breaking the silence. "Liora's death wasn't just a rogue attack. They lured her there, Drystan. And someone helped them."

Drystan's jaw tightened, his golden eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. "We've suspected as much. But we need proof-something that ties this to someone in the Pack. Without it, we have nothing."

I picked up the silver locket we'd found at the ruins, my fingers brushing over its worn surface.

Liora had carried it with her everywhere. Finding it there felt like she'd left it as a breadcrumb, a plea for the truth to be uncovered. But the truth was elusive, always just out of reach.

Drystan moved closer, his presence grounding me as I turned over the next piece of evidence: a ledger recovered from the ruins.

The handwriting was unfamiliar, the ink smudged, but the entries were clear.

"Meet Silvermoon informant-primary target: Liora Duskwatch. Location: Emberwood ruins."

"Why the Emberwood ruins?" I asked, looking up at Drystan. "What's so important about that place?"

clipped. "A place no one would question if someone went

possibilities. "But why Liora? Why target

his sides. "She was everything to me. My mate. My strength. Maybe they thought by taking her, they'd weaken me enough to eliminate me as

but I knew he was right. Liora's death had devastated him,

now, the rogues were using that wound to

Drystan from across

were so close to the truth, each piece of evidence

word, every glance they exchanged felt like a dagger aimed at the secret Killian and I were

a mask of neutrality. But I knew him too

I whispered, my voice

jaw tightened, but he

through the tension. "This ledger... The handwriting is familiar, but I can't place

high up," Drystan agreed, his tone sharp. "Not just any Pack member could coordinate with the rogues

a glance with Killian. He looked away, his golden

beneath the

conflicted. "Do you think there's someone in Silvermoon who could have

wolf bristled with unease. "I don't know," I said carefully. "But if there is, we'll help

to search deeper into Liora's past, her connections. There's something we're

the fire casting flickering

table between us,

Killian said finally, his voice heavy. "It's just a matter

storm ragingz inside me. "Then we have to make sure they don't find out from the rogues. If the truth comes out,

head snapped toward me, his eyes blazing. "Do you

to them? To Drystan?