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."

concealing my irritation. “If

King thrives on chaos. If your Packs aren't united

her voice sharp. "And how do you suggest we unite them, Rowena?

she said, her tone measured. "But if you want to hold these Packs together, you need to remind them what

words struck a chord, but I couldn't ignore the irony. Trust was exactly what she had shattered-what

further, a scout burst into the camp, his fur matted with sweat and

stop in front

spotted. They're holding

quickened. "Gather the warriors. We leave

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

her voice urgent.

his head. "I don't know.

Later That Night

as warriors lined up, their expressions a mix of fear

the council and Pack leaders. The

Rogue King wants us fractured.

but unyielding. "This isn't just about one Alpha or one Pack. This is about

en

Alphas nodded. It wasn't

Rogue King's camp was eerily quiet, the forest around us unnaturally

him with this?" Drystan muttered as he fell into step beside me,

him,” I replied. "I'm using him.

eyes narrowed, but he didn't press

position, Drystan

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