Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 381: The Marked One

Nova's POV

The weight of betrayal still pressed heavily on my chest as I left the council chamber.

My hands trembled at my sides, the urge to destroy something coursing through me.

Liora's face haunted my mind her laughter, her kindness, the way she had brought light to every room she entered.

Now, that light was gone, extinguished by Rowena's greed and fear.

I couldn't even look at Killian. His silence, his complicity, felt like another dagger in the back.

Drystan hadn't spoken since we left. His rage was simmering, barely contained, but I knew it would erupt soon.

We had to keep moving. If we stopped now, the weight of our anger and grief would bury us.

"Where to now?" I asked quietly as Drystan and I stepped into the night.

He didn't answer at first, his jaw tight, his gaze fixed on the dark forest ahead.

Finally, he said, "We need answers. If Rowena's betrayal is the beginning of this, the Rogue King is the end. And I know someone who might know how to end him."

"The marked man," I said, understanding instantly.

Drystan nodded. "Liora mentioned him in her journal. He's the only lead we have."

The journey back to where Liora and I used to live was long and tense. We moved quickly, our senses sharp, knowing that rogue patrols could appear at any moment.

The forest was quiet, the kind of quiet that made your wolf restless.

Drystan led the way, his movements precise and deliberate. I stayed close, my fingers brushing against the hilt of my blade.

of the ambush at Emberwood ruins was still fresh

the center stood a modest hut, its

the chimney, the only sign of life in the otherwise

is it," Drystan said, his voice

asked, scanning the area for any signs of

stubborn to leave. If anyone knows about

forward, knocking sharply on the door. The sound echoed in the quiet clearing, and for a moment, there

a man with a scar running down

his gaze assessing

some nerve showing up here," the

your help,

crossing his arms. "And why should I

stepping forward. "And if he gets what he wants, none of us will

slightly. "You're Nova," he

a mixture of pain and resolve

unreadable. "She came to me once, asking questions about the Rogue King. Smart girl. Too smart for

fists. "Then you know what happened to

what Rowena did," he said bluntly.

in his throat, but I placed a hand on his arm, silently urging

enter. The inside of the hut was cramped and dimly lit, the

into a worn chair, "was created centuries ago by a rogue Almega who wanted to break the bond between Alphas and their Packs He believed it would

asked,

amplifies power," Gavril said. "But it also corrupts. It

doubts, until

why does the Rogue

"He believes it'll give him the strength to overthrow every Pack in the region. And maybe it will-at least for a while. But in the end, the

me. The Amulet's presence in the council

as though it was watching us, waiting for the right