Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

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....

the fire casting flickering

flames as if they held

low. "If they

But for now, we need to keep them focused on the Rogue King. If they find out the

"And when they do find out? Because they will, Astrid. Nova

my throat tightening. "Then we'll deal with it when the time comes. But right now, we can't let this break us. The rogues

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

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

Drystan's POV

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

had given us more questions than answers, but one thing was clear: she had known someone

Nova said softly, her voice brittle and trembling.

hand on her

as

out who it

rough but resolute. "And when we do, they'll pay for what they

the grief and anger swirling in

understand," she whispered. "Why

Loyal. She didn't

someone wanted her gone. And whoever it was,

a scout burst into the Packhouse, his expression tense and

me. "We captured one near

in the courtyard as the rogue was

face was hollow, his body frail, but his eyes gleamed with a sinister

radiated an unnerving

said, his voice