Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 377

Chapter 377: Secrets of the Forsaken Amulet

Nova's POV

The library was silent, save for the occasional crackle of the fire in the hearth.

A dozen open books surrounded me, their pages filled with old, faded scripts that blurred together in my tired mind.

Liora's journal lay at the center of it all, her precise handwriting guiding me through fragmented thoughts and cryptic hints.

The Rogue King. The Forsaken Amulet. The medallion Rowena had presented at the council meeting. All of it pointed to a larger puzzle, but the pieces didn't fit-

not yet.

I ran my fingers over one of the pages, my wolf restless beneath my skin. Liora had always been meticulous, deliberate. If she had left clues, they were here for a reason.

"Still no luck?" Drystan's voice broke the silence.

I looked up to find him leaning against the doorway, his arms crossed, his

expression soft but concerned.

"Not yet," I admitted. "But there's something here. I can feel it."

He walked over, pulling a chair beside me. His presence was grounding, his steady confidence a balm to my frayed nerves.

"What are you looking for?" he asked, his gaze scanning the pages.

"Anything about the Amulet," I said. "Liora mentioned it once, just in passing. But now..." I trailed off, my thoughts tangled.

Drystan reached for one of the books, flipping through it idly. "The rogues wouldn't be this focused on something unless it's powerful. And if Rowena's involved..."

than she's telling

Killian knows it too, but

she'll reveal,"

respond, but his silence was answer

returned my attention to the journal, flipping to a page where Liora's words were scrawled hastily, as if she'd

where light meets shadow. Emberwood will guard

I whispered, tracing the words with

leaned closer, his brow furrowing. "The ruins? That's on Silvermoon

pulse quickening. "It has to be there. The Amulet.

scraping against the floor. "Then we don't have time to waste. If the rogues are after it, they'll move

ruins was tense, the weight of our discovery pressing heavily on all of us. Killian led the group, his expression grim as he barked orders to the warriors flanking us. Astrid

eerie glow. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and old stone, and the faint rustle of leaves made my wolf's ears

his presence a reassuring shadow as we entered the ruins. The remains of ancient walls and archways loomed around us, their

the creeps," Astrid muttered, her voice

admitted, my wolf pacing restlessly within

fading until we were left with only the pale glow of the

blade as we entered a

BUMS

that?" Drystan asked,

air felt wrong-charged

Astrid hissed, just as the

swift and brutal. Rogues poured from the shadows, their

the air as

rang out, sharp and clear. "Hold

through the first rogue that lunged for

tearing through another as we fought

were waiting for us," he growled,

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