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 in my mind,

a small clearing. In the center stood a modest hut, its

the only sign of life in the otherwise

Drystan

scanning the area

to leave. If anyone knows about the

echoed in the quiet clearing, and for a moment, there

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

his gaze assessing

some nerve showing up here,"

your help, Gavril,"

the doorframe, crossing his arms. "And why

is coming," I said, stepping forward. "And if he gets what he wants, none of us will

narrowing slightly. "You're

mention of her name made my wolf stir, a mixture of pain and

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

you know

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

low in his throat, but I placed a hand on his arm, silently urging him to focus.

enter. The inside of the hut was cramped and

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

I asked, leaning

said. "But

fears and doubts, until it consumes its wielder

why does the

he can control it," Gavril replied, "He believes it'll give him the strength to overthrow every Pack in the region. And maybe it will-at least for

me. The Amulet's presence in the

as though it was watching