Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 382: The Cursed Relic

Astrid's POV

The air in the council chamber was heavy, almost suffocating, as Killian explained what Nova and Drystan had learned.

The Amulet wasn't just a weapon-it was a curse, a relic tied to the Rogue King's bloodline.

Destroying it would require a confrontation with the one enemy we couldn't afford to lose to.

The warriors gathered around the table exchanged uneasy glances, their expressions grim.

"The Rogue King won't wait for us to come to him,” Killian said. “He'll strike first. And when he does, he'll bring every rogue under his command. If we're not ready, it's over."

Nova's voice was steady, though I could hear the anger and pain beneath it. "We can't let him use the Amulet. If it falls into his hands, he won't just destroy the Packs-he'll twist everything we've built into his version of chaos."

I glanced at the Amulet, its faint glow seeming almost malevolent.

Just looking at it made my wolf uneasy, as if it could sense the darkness radiating from the artifact.

"What's the plan?" Drystan asked, his tone sharp.

"We take it to the Emberwood ruins," Killian said. "It's the only place where we can face him without endangering the Pack. If we're lucky, we can draw him out, use his blood to destroy the Amulet, and end this."

"And if we're not lucky?" Nova asked, her voice edged with bitterness.

Killian's gaze was hard. "Then we fight. To the last wolf, if we have to."

The journey back to the Emberwood ruins felt longer than it should have.

The forest was eerily quiet, the usual sounds of wildlife replaced by an oppressive silence.

The warriors moved in formation, their senses sharp, every step deliberate.

my thoughts racing as we approached the ruins. My wolf was restless,

been here before," I murmured,

time, we're not the ones

were meant to reassure me, but they didn't.

we reached the ruins, the sun was setting, casting long

brighter now, as if

here," Killian ordered, his voice steady despite the tension in the air. "Nova,

better. Killian was doing what he always did-protecting us, even if

careful," I said softly,

softening for just a moment.

ruins, the air was colder, heavier. The walls seemed to close in

Nova

Amulet,” Drystan replied. “It's been here too long, feeding on the

where the Amulet had rested was still there, its surface cracked

worn.

artifact back on it, the glow

said suddenly,

frowned. "What

her voice sharp. "The

without a plan of his

came

from the shadows

as the

the clash of claws

surging forward as I tore through

tang of blood, the sound of battle

side by side, their movements perfectly

was a blur of motion, her claws ripping through

take the Amulet!" I shouted,

his claws slicing through a rogue that got too close. "They