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.

racing as we approached the ruins. My wolf was

here before," I murmured, my gaze scanning the

we're

to reassure me, but they didn't. The Rogue King was out there,

the ruins, the sun was setting, casting long shadows

now, as if it could sense we were nearing the

set up defenses here," Killian ordered, his voice steady despite the tension in the air. "Nova, Drystan,

his side, but I knew better. Killian was doing what he always did-protecting us,

said softly, meeting

his expression softening

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

feels wrong," Nova said, her

Drystan replied. “It's been here too

pedestal where the Amulet had rested was still there, its

worn.

placed the artifact back on it, the glow dimming slightly as it settled into

said suddenly, her eyes

frowned. "What do

voice sharp. "The Rogue King wouldn't

come this far without

came swiftly, the

from the shadows

as the chamber

and the clash of claws and

way through the fray, my wolf surging

thick with the metallic tang

by side, their movements perfectly synchronized as

claws ripping through

I shouted,

his claws slicing through a rogue that