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."

"

them. If we can anticipate their next move, we can turn

reacting," Drystan said sharply. "We need to take the fight to

into an ambush?" Killian shot back, his

tension between the two Alphas palpable. I glanced between them, my heart sinking. The

silence. "The Rogue King is the real threat. If we can take

his gaze shifting to Killian. "Agreed. But we also can't ignore the informant.

brewing within him, the battle between his loyalty to his

balcony outside our room, his

a faint glow over his features, highlighting

I said

trying to hold

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

anguish. "If Drystan and Nova find out the truth... If they

won't," I said firmly, though the words felt hollow.

his voice breaking. "But at what cost,

was a ticking time bomb, and I

closer to detonation with every passing

Drystan's Discovery

Drystan and

an old diary hidden among her belongings, the pages filled with

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voice trembling as she read aloud. "I don't trust them.