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.

still fresh in

center stood a modest hut, its wooden walls weathered and

from the chimney, the only sign of life in the otherwise desolate

Drystan

scanning the area for any signs of a

stubborn to leave. If anyone knows about the

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

with a scar running down the left side of his

gaze assessing as he

showing up here," the man

help,

crossing his arms. "And

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

slightly. "You're Nova," he said.

my wolf stir, a mixture of pain and resolve rising in my chest. "You knew

asking questions

my fists. "Then you know what happened

know what Rowena did," he said bluntly. "And I know

his arm, silently urging him to focus. "What do

for us to enter. The inside of the hut was cramped

Forsaken Amulet," Gavril began, lowering himself into a worn chair, "was created centuries ago by a rogue Almega who wanted to break the bond between Alphas and their Packs He

asked,

amplifies power," Gavril said. "But it

fears and doubts, until it consumes its

frowned. "Then why does the Rogue

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

words sent a chill through me.

as though it was watching us, waiting for the right