Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 390: Final Alliances

Killian's POV

The camp was a flurry of activity, every wolf preparing for what could be our last stand.

Weapons were sharpened, armor repaired, and scouts came and went with grim updates on the Rogue King's movements.

I stood near the center, watching the warriors train in the clearing.

Their strikes were fast, their stances solid, but the tension in the air was unmistakable.

Everyone knew what was coming, and the weight of it was crushing.

Astrid approached, her expression as resolute as ever, though her eyes betrayed

a flicker of exhaustion. "Drystan and Nova haven't sent word yet," she said quietly.

"They will," I replied, my voice firm. "They know what's at stake."

Astrid's gaze flicked toward the edge of the camp, where Andros was being guarded by two warriors.

He sat on a fallen log, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp, scanning the camp as if calculating his next move.

"I don't trust him," Astrid said, her voice low.

"Neither do I," I admitted. "But right now, he's a necessary evil."

Rowena joined us moments later, her movements slower than they once were but still carrying a regal air.

Her silver hair was pulled back, and her piercing eyes swept over the camp.

done well," she said, nodding toward the

to her, my patience thinning. "If you've got something useful to say,

more than brute force to win this. The Rogue King doesn't just rely on numbers-he thrives on chaos. If your Packs aren't united when you face him, you'll

sharp. "And how do you suggest we unite them? You've done more than

learned from them. You need to remind the Packs of what they're fighting for what they're protecting. Unity isn't built on fear; it's

words, surprisingly, struck a

burst into the camp, his fur matted with

head. "Drystan and Nova... they've been spotted. They're holding position near the

"Gather the warriors. We leave in

hesitated. "There's more. The Rogue King is rallying his forces. They've built barricades around the camp, and it looks

stiffened beside me. "A ritual? What

"I don't know. But whatever

called a final meeting with the remaining council members and Pack leaders. The room buzzed

"We can't

go into

gaze sweeping over the room. "The Rogue

us fractured. That's

we

if we stand together, fight as one, we can

Alphas argued that their

questioned whether following my

voice calm but filled with

won't have a Pack left to protect. This isn't just about one Alpha, one Pack.

the Alphas nodded their agreement. When the time came to leave, the camp was alive with movement. Warriors gathered in

Andros, who stood under guard. His expression was unreadable, but

with us," I

in faint surprise. "I thought you didn't trust

"But you know the

make sure