Chapter 374: Rogue

Astrid's POV

The council room was bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, but there was no warmth in the air.

The tension between us was palpable, like a thread stretched too thin, ready to snap.

Drystan and Nova sat across from Killian and me, the diary Nova had found lying open on the table between us.

Its pages were filled with Liora's careful handwriting, each word a piece of a puzzle that was growing darker by the minute.

"She suspected someone," Nova said, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. "She didn't name them, but she knew there was a threat within

Silvermoon."

Drystan's jaw tightened, his golden eyes burning with anger. "And that threat cost her everything. It's time we stop circling around this. Someone in Silvermoon betrayed her, and we need to find out who."

Killian leaned forward, his expression carefully controlled. "We're already investigating.

My warriors are questioning anyone who had close contact with Liora during that time. But it's not something we can rush."

Drystan's gaze sharpened, suspicion flickering in his eyes. "You seem awfully calm about all this, Killian. If someone in your Pack betrayed my mate, shouldn't you be more... concerned?"

My heart clenched at the accusation, and I reached for Killian's hand beneath the table, squeezing it lightly.

"Drystan," I said, keeping my voice steady, "we're just as determined to find the truth as you are. But accusing people without evidence will only create chaos. The rogues want us divided. We can't let them win."

Nova looked at me then, her expression softening. "Astrid's right. We can't turn on each other. But we also can't ignore what we've found. If Liora suspected someone, we need to figure out who it was."

Later That Night....

sat in our room, the fire casting flickering shadows

eyes fixed on the flames as if

finally, his voice low. "If they find out the truth about my

need to keep them focused on the Rogue King. If they find

when they do

now, we can't let this break

feel the storm within him, the battle between his loyalty to his mother and his loyalty to

we were both fighting, and I wasn't sure how much

Drystan's POV

as we walked back to our quarters, the weight of the diary in her

us more questions than answers, but one thing was clear:

softly, her voice brittle and trembling. "She knew someone betrayed her, and she couldn't

placed a hand on her

her as much as

find out who it

"And when we

the grief and anger swirling in

just don't understand," she whispered. "Why would

didn't deserve any of

jaw tightening. "But someone wanted her

morning, a scout burst into the

"We captured one near the border. He didn't

joined me in the courtyard

was hollow, his body frail, but his eyes gleamed with

radiated an unnerving

busy," the rogue said, his voice grating but

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