Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 373: Tension Rising

Astrid's POV

The Packhouse felt heavier than ever as the tension between us grew. Despite our united front, I could see the cracks forming.

Drystan and Nova were relentless in their pursuit of the truth about Liora, while Killian and I were walking on a tightrope, desperately trying to keep our secret buried.

The message from the rogues still lingered in my mind: "Loyalty is fragile. Truth breaks even the strongest bonds." They weren't just taunting us—they were succeeding.

Killian had thrown himself into the investigation, questioning warriors and reviewing records, but I could see the toll it was taking on him.

He was barely sleeping, barely eating, and the strain of carrying his mother's secret was written all over his face.

As for me, I had my own demons to wrestle with. Every time I looked at Nova, I felt a pang of guilt.

She trusted me, confided in me, and here I was, hiding the truth about her sister's death.

My wolf growled uneasily, a constant reminder of the betrayal simmering beneath the surface.

We gathered in the war room again, the air thick with unspoken tension. Drystan spread out a map on the table, marking the recent rogue attacks with sharp, precise movements.

"They're closing in," he said, his voice cold. "These attacks aren't random. They're coordinated, targeting our weakest points."

Killian nodded, his golden eyes narrowing. "They're trying to force us into action. If we move without a plan, we'll fall into their trap."

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expression determined. "Then we need to outsmart them. If we can anticipate their next move, we can turn the

can't keep reacting," Drystan said sharply. "We need to take the

shot back, his tone sharp.

fell silent, the tension between the two Alphas palpable. I glanced between them, my heart sinking. The rogues' plan to divide us was

to focus on the bigger picture," I said, breaking the silence. "The Rogue King is the real

But we also can't ignore the informant. Whoever betrayed Liora is still out there, and they could be working

but he didn't respond. I could see the storm brewing within him, the battle between his loyalty to his mother and his duty to the

Killian standing on the balcony outside our room, his gaze fixed on the dark forest

glow over his features, highlighting the exhaustion etched into

I said

didn't look at me. "I'm trying to hold everything together, Astrid.

grounding him. "We're in this together, Killian. Whatever happens, we'll face

anguish. "If Drystan and Nova find out

firmly, though the words felt hollow. "We'll

his head, his voice breaking. "But at what cost, Astrid? How long can

truth was a ticking time bomb, and I could feel

closer to detonation with

Drystan's Discovery

Drystan and

found an old diary hidden among her belongings, the pages filled with cryptic entries that hinted at her suspicions about someone

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she read aloud. "I don't trust them. There's something off about their promises. But I have to play