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.

stayed close to Killian, my thoughts racing as we approached the ruins. My wolf was restless, uneasy

murmured, my gaze scanning the familiar

"But this time, we're not

they didn't. The Rogue King was out there,

the ruins, the sun was setting, casting long shadows

glow brighter now, as if it

ordered, his voice steady despite the tension in the air. "Nova, Drystan, and I will take the Amulet to the vault. The rest of you

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

said softly, meeting

softening for just a moment.

close in as we descended into the hidden chamber where we'd first

Nova said,

“It's been here too

where the Amulet had rested was still there,

worn.

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

said suddenly,

"What

here," she replied, her voice sharp.

without a plan of his

came swiftly, the

from the

as the

the clash of claws and

fray, my wolf surging forward as I tore through one rogue

with the metallic tang of blood,

Drystan stood side by side, their movements perfectly synchronized

a blur of motion, her claws ripping

trying to take the Amulet!" I shouted, my voice barely audible over

a rogue that got too

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