Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 391: Edge of Chaos

Killian's POV

The camp was alive with activity, warriors moving like clockwork as weapons were sharpened, armor adjusted, and strategies refined.

The tension in the air was suffocating, pressing down on all of us like an invisible weight.

The final confrontation was drawing near, and every wolf here knew it.

Astrid approached, her steps light but purposeful, her face shadowed with exhaustion. "Drystan and Nova haven't sent word yet," she said softly, her eyes searching mine.

"They will," I replied, forcing certainty into my voice. "They know what's at stake."

But deep down, doubt gnawed at me. The alliances we had built, the fragile unity between the Packs-it all felt like it was hanging by a thread, ready to snap at the slightest provocation.

Astrid's gaze shifted to Andros, who stood near the edge of the camp, guarded by two warriors.

He leaned casually against a tree, his sharp eyes scanning the camp with calculated precision.

"I still don't trust him," Astrid muttered, her voice low but firm.

"Neither do I," I admitted, my tone clipped. "But for now, he's useful."

Before she could respond, Rowena approached, her movements slower but still commanding respect.

Her silver hair was tied back neatly, and her piercing gaze swept over the camp with a critical eye.

"You've done well," she said, nodding toward the training warriors. "But it won't be enough."

barely concealing my irritation. “If you have something helpful to say, now's

your Packs

you suggest we unite them, Rowena? You've done more than anyone to

these Packs together, you need

the irony. Trust was

scout burst into the camp, his

to a stop in

he gasped. "Drystan and Nova have been spotted. They're holding position near the Rogue King's camp, but

pulse quickened. "Gather the warriors. We leave in an

hesitated. "There's more. The rogues are preparing for a ritual with the

her voice urgent.

shook his head. "I don't

Later That Night

camp was buzzing as warriors lined up, their expressions a mix

and Pack leaders. The room was tense, filled

King wants us fractured. That's how he wins. But if we

Alpha or one Pack. This is about all of us. If we don't fight now, there won't be any Packs

en

one by one, the Alphas nodded. It wasn't

was eerily quiet, the forest around us unnaturally

him with this?" Drystan muttered as he

him,” I replied. "I'm using him.

narrowed, but

we arrived at their position,

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