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.

ambush at Emberwood ruins was still fresh in my mind, and I

travel, we reached a small clearing. In the center stood a modest hut, its wooden walls weathered and covered in

sign

Drystan said, his voice

he's still here?" I asked, scanning the area

too stubborn to leave. If anyone knows about the Rogue King's plans, it's

door. The sound echoed in the

creaked open, revealing a man with a scar running down the

eyes were sharp, his gaze assessing as

up here," the

your help, Gavril," Drystan

crossing his arms. "And why

the Rogue King is coming," I said, stepping forward. "And if

flicked to me, narrowing slightly. "You're Nova,"

made my wolf stir, a mixture of pain and resolve rising in my chest.

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

my fists. "Then you know what happened to

did," he said bluntly. "And

placed a hand on his arm, silently urging

the hut was cramped and dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of herbs and

a worn chair, "was created centuries ago by a rogue Almega who wanted to break the bond between Alphas and their

asked, leaning

power," Gavril said. "But

on fears and doubts, until

does

believes it'll give him the strength to overthrow every Pack in the region. And

through me. The Amulet's

it was watching us, waiting for